Sheets, blankets, pillows, DUVETS

I have a thing for bedding. Egyptian cotton, jersey cotton, organic bamboo...I love them all. But I especially love my bamboo sheets. Green Earth Bamboo says it is "softer than cashmere, silk and Egyptian fabrics" and they aren't lying. It's like having satin sheets without being sleazy.
But my love does not stop at sheets. No, no it does not. I love duvets and comforters and blankets and throws and quilts and pillows and shams and bedskirts. Even those mattress covers make me smile all mushy gushy like. Every year for about ten years I've been buying myself a new duvet or comforter not just because I get bored of mine but because there are SO MANY out there that are deserving of love and if I stay with one too long all the rest will get jealous.


Usually I just hit up Ikea when the desire for a new duvet hits me because really, I can't afford to scoop up $300 Anthropologie ones like this every 12 months even though it gives me butterflies in my tummy just thinking about curling up with it every night. Even the name is dreamy: Featherfew.



And then there is this beauty. "The Wentworth Collection." C'mon! If Wentworth wasn't a street near the house where I grew up this one would make me feel like royalty. Srrriously. But again...$280? No can do, buckaroo.

But then...THEN...there came the pin-tuck organic cotton duvet in Clay. Perfection. And not a gazillion dollars. And mine. It's mine! All mine! Well and Sketti's, too, because she fell in love at the same moment I did and we are kind and sharing people and there was plenty of duvet love to go around. UPS assures me it will be waiting for me when I get home and I really, REALLY can't wait to go to bed.