Long I have pined for the perfect gray duvet and by some strange bi-coastal internet twitter miracle, this enduring quest seems to have come to an end.
It’s really all thanks to Daniel, wonderful (and similarly duvet obsessed) splendid man about town Daniel, who twittered with Anna from Door Sixteen and I about our initial hopes in finding the perfect gray duvet and then our ultimate disappointment when the CB2 Coast Bed Linens ended up being a bust.
But…because they are in New York, where shops besides JC Penny exist, Anna and Daniel just popped into Muji and stumbled on this great warm gray linen duvet…that is unfortunately nowhere to be found on Muji’s website.
I got a flurry of texts and pictures of what looked like a fantastic (and affordable!) duvet and proceeded to beg for them to purchase and ship one of these lovelies to the west coast to live in my house.
By the way, we don’t have Muji in Hemet. Shocker.
Then Daniel, even though he’s in college and working like crazy on projects and busier than a rabid squirrel, was kind enough to grab me one of the last duvets and mail it out to me like a goddamn sweetheart. Like a completely perfect and lovely human being.
That gray duvet longing runs painfully deep. Daniel gets it. Oh yeah, he gets it real good.
Apparently though, I took my sweet time posting about this, since it all went down in what? August? What happened? Is this not summer still?
Besides the greatest duvet ever, there are a few new things around the guest bedroom that I’ve been meaning to post about.
Like these sort of brutalist studio pottery things. Someone got all crazy with that ceramic knife. So angsty.
Feel that powerfully emotional thrift store ceramic turmoil.
You knew that some kilim pillow style action would leak into the rest of the house. Say what? There are some actual colors in here besides black, brown, gray or white. Crazy.
I don’t believe I’ve mentioned this fine Craigslist procured vintage safari chair.
Awwww yeah. Awwww boy.
Sling that thing all up in here.
Hold on, I got distracted by that devilish safari minx. I cannot forget to mention that after months of use, I really dig the new duvet. It gets better with every wash and sort of shifts color in different light; sometimes the color feels warm and sort of taupe and then shifts to cool and silvery gray. It’s like a magical creature that transforms day to day.
I love it and can’t thank Daniel enough.
Possibly worth noting, this thing above? This is about as ornate, flowery and “fem” as I can get.
That’s just a detail shot of the vintage brass Moroccan lamp that I can never photograph properly in the guest bedroom, which – surprise surprise – I still really love and don’t want to get rid of. Unlike everything else I own. I’m possibly going through some weird, “WHY NOT START FROM SCRATCH” phase that is really unproductive. Stupid dark wintertime.
And these bright things down below…
…these are luxurious flowery yellow billy balls. The only flowers I’ll own.
Wait, are these flowery? I don’t know and apparently am too lazy to google, but these last forever and thrive on neglect.
Just like my grudges.
Come on, I just can’t resist you. Work it you hot thang. I’m liking what I see and the way you move? Regal. Confident. Sexy. Frugal. I love safari and I don’t care who knows!
Oh, wait. Oh, craphole.
Now that I’m thinking about it, I probably should have bought two Muji duvets. Since…I never want to give you up. I never want to let you go.