I’m coming out of the closet. I have an addiction. The moment I get home, I go straight up to my room and put on something…fluffy.
I love fluffy and soft things. It’s a serious weakness.
I can say no to most everything when walking through a mall but if my skin is touched by something fuzzy. Game over. Follow me on Snapchat for funny snaps of my fuzzy finds.
I don’t think my addiction is without cause. There are (in my mind) links to scientific studies that fluff is good for me (and, therefore, good for you).