I Dream Of...

...endless pillows.

I realize that I am totally dating myself with the revelation that the TV show "I dream of Jeannie" was, for me as a young child, a visual treat that fed my imagination and started these mad cravings for textiles and pillows...more pillows!

The cushy inside of Jeannie's bottle was a fantasy of glittery cocooning that really appealed to me.
I was browsing the interwebs in search of inspiration stuff to buy for a room zhush and I noticed my additions to several baskets were all in pillow form and I lingered over other stuffed square and rectangle bits longer than anything else.
"I am coming to your house" this one squeaked.
"Me too, crazy lady!" this one joined in with.
Can I just fill my whole freakin' house with pillows? Yes, they would lose their visual impact but not their "Jeannie bottle" AKA grown up ball pit appeal. Why not just a bunch of generic bed pillows? 

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If it were simply for the flop of a a room sized bed, I would be imagining that, but Jeannie's bottle is pretty (in 5 year old terms) and I could love the indulgence of tons of soft, fluffy, gorgeous pillows.

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Maybe I should check into a twelve pillow program.