Dowdy? Grandma-ish? Lacking in style?
I suppose flannelette sheets are all of these.
They are also these things:
Snuggly. Warm. Cosy.
As a teen, I used to be very cold in bed with icey cold feet. I had to have flannelette sheets in winter.
I went off them for a while. Probably about the same time as locally produced products ceased and cheap Chinese flannelette sheets swamped the market and local producers went offshore. The cheap ones pilled awfully. Fluff everywhere. Despite lots of washes. I also felt they dried my skin. I could feel them sucking the moisture from my skin. No really. I’m not exaggerating. I could feel it.
On the recommendation of a friend, last winter, I bought a set from Aldi. A couple of weeks after they were part of the special buy! As luck would have it, there’s a local Aldi that always has special buys past their set day (it’s a hidden secret that only locals know and seemingly do not buy the special buys – or the alcohol). The sole set of flannelette sheets left were my bed size. It was meant to be.
From the start, they have been wonderfully cozy.
I love lazing in bed. Even more so with the soft, warm, cozy flannelette sheets.
(As to the piling, they are but not annoyingly so. Only a little to start with.)
But I won’t use the flannelette pillow case. Don’t like the feel on my delicate face. I let Mr S use them.
I know! I’m so generous.