Reading The Fine Print

 

Sometimes I wish I could make everything I own.  Most of the time I wish the world was a better place.  I remember a time when it was.  Although I supposed scam artists have been around as long as there have been people.

R and I received a set of sheets for Christmas.  Last week I decided to use them.  The label as you can see says 1500 Thread Count 100% Egyptian Cotton in big bold letters.  

Now mohair has a cotton backing, and I have a LOT of cotton clothing because I have so many allergies.  So I am familiar with what cotton feels like.  As soon as I took the sheets out of the package and touched them I knew something was wrong. They also had an odd chemical smell.

  Thread count is how many threads are woven into a square inch.  Cotton is a natural fiber.  In order to have 1500 cotton threads woven into a square inch the sheets would be quite heavy.  These were the thinnest sheets I had ever seen.  In order to get a thread that thin, it would have to be some sort of a synthetic.  Cotton spun that fine would break when you tried to weave it.

But I put them on anyway, R was tired and ready to go to bed.  A little later I laid down for a nap.  I erupted in INSTANT hives all over my body.  I got back up and pulled the packaging out of the trash.  I read the entire thing.  

The small letters read "Compare the comfort and soft touch as a" 1500 Thread Count 100% Egyptian Cotton Sheet set.  Then more small letters read "Sheets are made of high strength yarns that will stay soft and wrinkle free for years go come"

Now here is the scary part...no where on the packaging or the label sewn into the sheets does it say just what those yarns are made of!  So I did some research online.  One possible answer was petrochemicals!!!  If you aren't familiar with that, it's exactly what it sounds like...a derivative of petroleum.  Not something you want to sleep on.

After R got up I yanked them off the bed and right out to the trash they went. 

In my research I also discovered that the cost of these sheets is quite low.  Far lower than actual 1500 thread count Egyptian cotton would be.  

So I urge you...if something seems too good to be true, it is.  Read the fine print!

Learning To Love Something & A Sale

I am happy to tell you that I am finally healing.  If you didn't know what was going on, December 1st I fractured a rib.  Then I had company...then I got the flu for three weeks...followed by a sinus infection.  That's why there were no bears for Christmas.  It was heartbreaking.  I have ALWAYS done bears for Christmas.  Actually I didn't get to do much of anything.  R even ended up finishing decorating the tree.  It was sad because I love all the things that go with Christmas.  Things happen, what can you do?

Ok so on to the post:

Do you ever wonder if those weird little things you do are just unique to you or does everyone do them?  They are usually those things you don't ever think to discuss with anyone.  You have no way to know.  I am going to tell you about one of my weird little things.  I am curious if I am alone in this.

So it went like this...I was at the mall, in one of the high end anchor stores.  I saw a small handbag by Patricia Nash.  I love clutch bags.  This was leather...yes, I am sorry I love leather.  Especially Italian leather.  It was a great size, the style was perfect, and it was distressed.  I wasn't sure about the color though, it was pretty vivid.  And I knew it wouldn't go with anything I owned.  Especially my shoes.   I like my shoes to either match or at least compliment my bag.   The tag claimed it was pink.  But not really...more like if pink, orange and red intersected.  Nor was I keen on the price.  I put it back on the shelf.  I kept browsing and found some nice things I liked, but I kept going back to the little clutch.  Finally I bit the bullet after being drawn back to it 4 times and bought it.

I got home, looked at it and thought...what did I do???  This has to go back.  I tucked it carefully back in the bag with the receipt.  But somehow it never did.  It has turned out to be one of my very favorite bags of all time.  

I have done this with several other items in the past.  So my question is...have you ever done this?  Bought something you weren't sure about it and discovered you love it, and use it a lot?  

If so, how does this happen?  Do we learn to love something because we make up our mind to, or does our conscious mind try to override our subconscious?  Clearly some part of me knew this was a good thing that I would use since I kept going back to it.  Why didn't I know right away?  Is it just me who does this?  I would love to hear your thoughts on this.

Ok now for the fun part...since there were no Christmas bears, everything on my website at www.blondheart.com is going to be on sale for 40% off until the 15th of January.  If you would like a piece please just e-mail me with your paypal e-mail address, and I will send an adjusted invoice.  The sale is first come first serve. No lay-away, sorry.   Also this will be the only sale all year.  I am going to be going in a little different direction.  Take advantage of it while you can, there are lots of nice pieces available that would love new homes.

I hope you all had a lovely Christmas, and a prosperous new year! 

Hugs, K. <3 br="br">