When someone comes through our doors and is interested in looking at pillows, most of the time they’ve never been introduced to kapok. It’s not that surprising since kapok isn’t the kind of fiber you see or hear about all that often. Give it some time and attention though because it may become your new best friend!
It’s all just a bunch of fluff
In the back of our store, you’ll see an unassuming bunch of fiber nestled in a glass jar. It doesn’t look like anything special. In fact it looks like a lot of other fluffy fiber fill that you can find in pillows, stuffed toys and upholstered furniture. But that little ball of fluff has some pretty amazing properties. Often when talking about kapok I’ll bring people over to that jar and let them feel the fiber themselves. You can talk about how soft and fine something is, but when someone has the ability to actually feel it, then they finally understand. The phrases I hear the most are a combination of “Wow,” “Woah,” and “That’s neat.” In an instant this little ball of fiber is able to showcase how silky, lightweight and luxurious it truly is. Some people akin it’s properties to that of Angora. But don’t worry, no bunnies were harmed in the making of this fluff.
Breaking up isn’t hard to do
When I was a little girl, my favorite pillow in the world was a smallish feather pillow that had been passed down to me from my grandmother. It certainly had seen better days but I didn’t care. My mother added to my excitement when she slipped it into a fraying light blue silk pillow case that was definitely too large. Think of Linus and his blanket--that was me and my pillow. That pillow went everywhere with me. It was my security, my instant hug, my nighttime snuggle buddy. I had that pillow and extra-large pillow case until I was a teenager.
Slowly as I grew up, I started to learn about how feather pillows were made. It was easy to ignore it since I never saw the feathers and I had more important things on my mind, like boys (just kidding…. it was my horses). But one morning I was aghast to look in the mirror and see a white feather sticking out from my cheek. One of the quills twisted through the pillow’s casing and pinned itself into my cheek while I was sleeping! Well, my pillow officially retired that day and I went decades trying to recapture that feeling of a soft and inviting pillow. That search ended when I was introduced to a kapok filled pillow resting on a showroom mattress. Once my head nestled down, memories of my grandmother and my old pillow came flooding back. This was the pillow I was waiting for.