a super-plush king-size bed with four huge down pillows and 800 thread-count combed egyptian cotton sheets topped with a supple down blanket. (i find down comforters to be too heavy)

seriously, i always feel like i’m nestled within the milky and alabaster bosoms of angels. it’s what i like to call “slack crunk” or “slacker bling”.

(and now you all know why i never leave my bed on the weekends)