My “me” time is sacred. And who can blame me? With all the different directions I’ve pulled in each day, I could all use a little time by myself to refuel the old battery. That’s why the bedroom is a great haven for me. Surrounded by the things that comfort me most — whether down pillows, soft blankets, or my favorite knickknacks. The boudoir is a place I can take time to relax, think, and just be me.

It’s where I can tuck myself into my favorite chair and write in my journal or climb into bed, pull the covers up, and take an undisturbed catnap. Even as kids, our bedrooms were places that were definitively ours, and that’s never changed. A heavenly mixture of coziness and solitude, I’ll find no better sanctuary than my very own bedroom.

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