Love is probably the wrong word here but its the one that immediately comes to mind. Maybe I should say adore. I adore it so much I haven’t move my clothing out of their boxes (Ive been living out of these cardboard wardrobes for the past 5 months)because I don’t want to make it ugly with the addition of my rag tag wardrobe.
If you’ve been following along you may remember my angry rant about how these closets are a pain to put together. They absolutely are – no question about that. But now that its finished and all in working order, I’ve forgiven the Container Store.
This closet is not big by most outside NYC standards (approx 6 feet by 3 feet) but its quite big compared to my prior closet. Most importantly, it maxmizes the space and is pretty to look at.
I wish I could transport you into my closet so you could feel the serenity that comes over me when I walk into this little box. Until a blog to home transporter is invented, this frankenstein like photo merge of my closet will have to suffice.
What you are seeing is the left, back and right wall arranged into a flat panorama. Have no fear, my walls are not bowed like this nor are you on a weird home renovation acid trip.
I realize this isn’t strictly a home renovation post so Im sort of breaking my own rules here but I felt I had to share how happy I am with how they turned out after I complained about the system.