
Which is why I immediately slid it over my comforter, got under the covers, and buried my face in the cushy linen pillowcase like I was in one of those Downy commercials. I blame it on the breathability. Confession: I’m lying beneath it as I write this and the fabric just somehow doesn’t get hot like my old cotton duvet. This isn’t to say it is not cozy — in fact, I’m a somewhat rare heated-blanket-on-high, always-cold kind of sleeper and I slept like a perfectly temperate baby these past two nights. Fresh out of the bag, it’s not “soft” per se — it’s smooth, comforting, and, I have to repeat the most accurate word, crisp.
