First off, the packaging was *chef's kiss*—no rattling or dings, just a lamp waiting to shine. Unboxing felt like unwrapping a pottery-class project (in a good way). The cream ceramic base has this subtle handmade texture that makes my IKEA desk look instantly artsy.

I use it as a bedside lamp for late-night reading—the 3000K light is like visual chamomile tea. No harsh glare, just a warm pool of light that doesn’t wake up my partner. Pro tip: Pair it with a smart bulb (I stole one from my porch light) for voice-controlled bedtime laziness.

The cotton shade? Game changer. It diffuses light so evenly that my midnight snack runs no longer feel like interrogations under fridge lights. Though heads-up: The harp did arrive slightly bent on mine too—fixed it with pliers and a dramatic sigh.

Three months in, it’s survived cat attacks and coffee spills while earning more compliments than my haircut. That ‘defect’ someone mentioned? Mine has a tiny glaze irregularity near the base—now I call it ‘character’ and point it out like proud parent showing off baby’s first tooth.