We are a very tall family, and the girls are all teens and young adults now. So when we moved, we traded their beds out from twins and bunks to queens and a full. Our 15yo has an eye for uniqueness and asked me: "Mom, can I have a hanging bed?"
The idea intrigued me, so I surfed the Internet looking at several hanging beds, then trying to find a source to buy one. The only source I found was a man in New England who makes them in his barn. Several thousand dollars. Unimaginable shipping costs (recycled architectural wood and mining cart braces). Very cool. Waaaay out of our wallet's league.
But Scott was just as intrigued as I, and we did have good wood available in the old bunk frames. So he got creative and went to work.
Supporting. (Doubled-up 2x4's with steel angle reinforcers straddle the trusses at each of the four corners, through which a long eye-bolt thingamob is bolted.)
Did you catch that flashlight/facemask combo? ;D
Lights your way while keeping your face from freezing when it's 9 degrees outside - and blocks the insulation fluff when you want to breathe. . .
By the way: That quilt is the second one I made, back in 1990. It was a quilt-in-a-day project that several wives did together in the lunch hall at USUHS (the military medical school). All but one of the blacks has faded to gray. My color scheme was all black and white with only the varying print levels to distinguish. It turned out really awesome that way. It has extra-thick poly batting, as it was intended to be our winter quilt. She has it on her bed right now because she loves tons of blankets. But the real topper is her luscious, pure black, fake-fur coverlet: