10-May-2006
THERE ARE MANY THINGS we know about Pillow Princesses, yet their existence raises a handful of heretofore unanswered philosophical and moral questions: Is the gay male version called a “Pillow Queen”? And if Pillow Princesses existed in the heterosexual arena, what percentage of heterosexual males would notice?
Life can feel a bit unfair if you are not actually a Pillow Princess, but have the gained that reputation by way of some false and unfair bad-mouthing. One way to derail the stigma is to throw out all your pillows. That’s right, all of them, from the throws on your sofa to the expensive goose-downs you got for a steal during Stroud’s Labor Day sale. If your dog or cat has a little lambswool cushion he or she likes to sleep on, toss that out too. “How can I be a Pillow Princess when I don’t have any pillows?” is usually enough to convince a potential lover that what she heard was just idle gossip. After that, it’s up to you to put your honey where your mouth is…or whatever.
