I admit it. I am a sheet snob. I’m not really proud of it, but I refuse to apologise for it.
In most areas of my life I’m not a snob. I wouldn’t dress in Chanel head-to-toe even if I could afford it — I think it’s much cooler to pair a little something from your favorite designer with a little something from J. Crew. I love dive restaurants, and I’m not adverse to the occasional seedy hotel — as long as they have good sheets. I stayed in a hotel in Vietnam with cockroaches so big I thought they were my son’s matchstick cars, but they had incredible sheets — go figure!
“You spend about a third of your life in bed, so make it good,” is my motto. One of my big splurges (in my otherwise green existence) is to stay in a hotel and have fresh sheets every night. Some hotels’ bedding — La Valencia in La Jolla, the Montage in Los Angeles, and any Oberoi hotel, but especially the one in Udaipur, India, — makes you never want to leave your room. It was in India that I discovered my “perfect” bed: Instead of a bottom sheet they used just a feather bed with a very high thread count cover on it, and no top sheet; just a fluffy comforter with a great duvet — it was like skinny dipping, but in bed.
We sheet snobs take our bedding very serious. If you want to to know just how desperate sheet snobs can get, watch this very funny video from comedian Aziz Ansari talking about thread count:
Aziz Ansari Talks About Sheets – CollegeHumor video
Sweet dreams…
Love this! I got you beat…Mine have to be ironed or I can’t crawl in my bed.
Spoken like a true Cancer–the most creative sensualists I know! I agree on bedding being important. For me, the most important part about sleep is the pajamas I wear–they must always be long-sleeved, soft to touch, and blue!