two duvets rest on my bed, each with its own dirty little secret : used covers. one is an army green canvas-like material from my brother, and worse – a white cotton with black chinese characters scatter printed from my mother. i’m not proud of this. at first (read: 1 year 5 months ago) i didn’t mind; slowly i want my bed to represent me – i can’t explain why, but i want it to reflect my aesthetic. and so the hunt began for a new duvet.
but i think i would like to go in the organic direction . . . i think.
part of me is drawn to stark white – perhaps hotel reminiscent
they are each beautiful. and i suppose, since i do have 2 duvets, 2 new duvet covers is not outlandish.
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