I would like to introduce . . .

The perfect man. I met someone very special last weekend in Chicago. For the short few hours we were in Ikea (yes, I said hours), we formed a very special connection and he will always hold a very special place in my heart. I call him . . . Ikea Pillow Boyfriend, because that's what he is. My Ikea Pillow Boyfriend. If you're in the area of an Ikea, I'd recommend stopping by. There are lots of him. (You can kind of see them in the bin behind me, see?)