The Dreaded Beadspread! Typically, I would remove it from the bed and hide it in a nook or cranny OR call housekeeping and ask them to remove it. WHY? I have been told by those in the industry that bedspreads are drycleaned only once to twice a year. Sooooo many hotels have them. The Tides in South Beach, Miami is one that does not. Bravo! WHICH MEANS ... one less thing to concern myself with. The Tides is all about a carefree experience. Even for The Hygiene Hunter. The Egyptian Cotton Sheets are changed daily and are sheer bliss to sleep on. Hit.
Three verifiable things about me. One. I am an only child. The concept of sharing, therefore, is foreign to me. Two. I am a Virgo. The sign regarded as a perfectionist. Three. My mother raised me to be meticulously clean; compulsively tidy. According to my mother, "You have taken this clean thing way too far." I disagree. Apologies to my mother.
Nature or nurture? Who knows? Who cares? I have not been diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Nor would I label myself a Cleanaholic. Or a Germaphobe. My world though, is definitely a unique place. One where doors open magically. Hotel mattresses are pristine. And estheticians never double dip.
I live in this world without a bubble or a honeycomb mask. About 15 years ago I got tired of catching the flu du jour and became ever more so hygienically vigilant -- perhaps obsessively so.
Love your site!! Love the Tides!
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