Twenty years ago I fell in love with a Ralph Lauren comforter in the fancy store in the mall. It was never going to be mine, but I wished it well as I resumed my shopping. Some time later I found it at Burlington Coat Factory and I was overjoyed to take it home where it proved as toasty warm as it was beautiful. A lot happens in twenty years and the comforter no longer serves as decor, but it’s still so toasty warm I can’t imagine winter without it. When the thermostat kicks over to heat, out comes my Rebecca comforter.
I like things that last.
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