Fuck yes it is. I think I’ve ironed more this century than my Boomer mother. And none of it was out of necessity.
After working as a farm hand one summer, it was like a switch flipped in my head and I really started to like button-ups and the like. Probably something along the lines of “this clothing is completely different from my work clothing and doesn’t have animal shit on it”.
No-iron shirts and slacks are still the way to go but, getting those wrinkles that escape is just so satisfying.