Royal Bed, Versailles
Wow, I learned so much about beds in such a short time.Â
A few people sent me emails that they would love to send me a photo, but unfortunately, it is too personal to share a photo of their bed with the world.Â Â After all, your bed is the place where you sleep, make love, and are vulnerable…
Man, I would love to see what is on their webcam!
Here’s another tidbit I learned:Â
Did you know that the bed is so powerful a symbol that some women actually throw out their mattress every time they break up with a man?!Â Talk about living expenses!
I perfectly understand this infusing of meaning into an inanimate object.Â I spent the weekend cleaning up the house, trying to make more room for the stuff I brought from my apartment.Â Â It is so hard to throw out some things.Â I know they are inanimate objects, but they have so much “meaning,” especially when there is a story associated with it.Â
Since my father used to visit LA a lot, he kept two suitcases here with his clothes.Â It was hard givingÂ some of it to Goodwill yesterday, but whatÂ am I going to do with it all?Â He had lousy taste in clothes anyway!Â (sorry, Dad — I hopeÂ you are NOT wearingÂ Haggar polyester slacks in heaven)
And Sophia, don’t get mad, but I finally tossed those three old office chairs.Â We can talk about that later.
So, thank you those who DID send a photo of your bed.Â Realizing how intimate the bedroom is — it makes your gesture even more special.Â
Or should I just assume that those who sent it to me doÂ ALL their lovemaking on the living room carpet and in the shower — so they don’t romanticizeÂ their bedroom?
(on request — my infamous bed before I movedÂ to Sophia’sÂ (NSFW))