Recently we talked about that bamboo drawer organizer, and I alluded to the fact that I had more to say on the matter of bamboo as a material.
If I told you a set of sheets had changed my life, chances are you wouldn’t believe me. And if I followed that up with a “No, really, they have,” you probably still wouldn’t. But lets just, for the sake of things you know, elaborate.
I am a hot sleeper. I always have been. Hot as in extremely sexy, and also as in if anyone actually took the time to wake me up in the middle of the night to shove a thermometer under my tongue, they would find I was sporting an alarmingly high fever.
This has presented a number of dilemmas over the years, the most notable being that individuals who reside under the same roof as you don’t appreciate when you have the windows wide open in the dead of winter on a below freezing night. And even then, you’re still the hottest you’ve ever been (besides the night before).
I’ve tried altering blankets, thinking that opting for a lightweight coverlet over a down quilt would certainly remedy the situation. Fever. I desperately blast the AC in the summer, turn off any and all traces of heat in the winter. Blistering fever. I blast the AC, sleep under a paper thin blanket, and point a fan on its highest power setting pointed directly at my sleeping body and still a fire red hot fever, and a sore throat upon waking (do fans have the same effect on anyone else? Must have something to do with the dryness of the air).
A number of months ago I did a little Google-ing a la the “cures for dangerously hot sleepers” query. Upon doing so, I found the bamboo. Review after review claimed that bamboo sheets were the best thing since self-tanners: touted as being softer than Egyptian cotton, far, far more breathable, with anti-microbial properties, and, most importantly, able to regulate body temperature by way of moisture wicking, which vastly reduces the humidity in between the sheets that causes one to become extremely hot or cold. Sold.
And then on some holiday some lovely kind-hearted person gifted me my very own set of bamboo sheets.
Here is how the past six months have gone:
Bamboo sheets every night.
They get washed, then immediately put back on the bed.
The other linens I own have all but ceased to be utilized. Ever since bamboo acquisition, they’ve been sitting neglected in the closet all forlorn and heat-trapping. Having discovered the glory of bamboo sheets I just can’t go back. These are magical fibers I tell you.
On the few occasions I have had to revert to the cotton sheets (because the bamboo weren’t dry in time for bed) I have had markedly uncomfortable sleep. Each time. In comparison to the bamboo sheets, they seem to literally conduct heat.
For anyone reading who gets overheated at night or excessively chilled, who routinely sweats the bed, who prefers soft fabrics to sucky ones, you must buy yourself a set of set (a few options for solid colors: bamboo sheets by Egyptian Bedding, Bamboo 300 Thread Count Sheet by Kassatex Fine Linens, BambooWeave Sheets by VivaTerra, and for a bit of pattern: Casablanca Bamboo Bedding, and for wee babes: Cloud Bamboo Crib Sheet)
The moral of this story is that 1. I can’t vouch for these zealously enough, and 2. It appears it’s really time to for me to buy another set or two.
Kaboom.Image credits: 1. unknown, La Tavola Linen, 2. Oly Studio via MASH, Decorology