i succumbed to the kilim pillow.
for the LIFE of me, i do not understand the appeal of a kilim pillow.
when i think pillow, i think comfy. non-itchy.
kilim does not equate comfy in my mind.
and yet there it was at the thrift store, looking all vintage-y and all broken-in boho and all of $3 so i bought it.
yup, the internet pressures of must-have decor grabbed me, gripped me and now i’ve jumped on the kilim pillow train of discomfort.
kilim pillow softness quotient:
itchiest, roughest thing i’ve ever felt in my life.
that said, if you wear several layers of clothing (and a parka) and lean against it, you don’t notice.
just prior to finding this i spotted a half-price kilim vest in goodwill and bought it figuring i’d cut her up and sew ‘er into said pillow. i was riding the planetary aligned kilim wave that week. (rug and god’s eye were ebay purchases. i’ve been cheating on my thrift stores with ebay.)
no need now. i only need one itchy pillow in my pillow repertoire.