I’ve always wanted a mink throw for my bed, but then I decided as much as my mind may occasionally resemble a dirty 60-year-old man’s, my bed probably shouldn’t.
When I saw this shearling blanket — made with 10 Spanish merino lambskins — , I knew I needed it. But then I slapped my own 20-something ass, and told myself, “â‚¬998? Toots, the dollar ain’t what it used to be. Sometimes I wonder if you didn’t just marry me for money and not for my boyish charms. Hah, hah! Don’t worry about my cough, just a cold. Now don’t worry your pretty little head about this…”