Wardrobe Progress Update

Last weekend Matt worked super-duper hard and we slaved away in the apartment, so now he's super-duper PlayStation3, and I'm happy for him. Design note:  That column is the biggest dick in our apartment.


Matt got himself this big, white TV as his gift to himself for graduating from med-school a few years ago. Amen! He knew we would be moving to a large city and he would probably be spending his precious free time (He has more free time than he could have dreamed of) at home glued to it. A spread in Domino mag got be bent on white ones. So then I cared that our bedroom TV looked just like this one, because I love the look of the white tv's. So yes, we have 2 different white TV's.

So this is our smaller one in the bedroom that got thrown into my wardrobe. I kind of love how it's worked out, because I naturally put my jewelry in this spot when I'm about to fall asleep at night. I also love this Bows Mirrored Tray and am happy he has a great new home. And I'm going to try my very best to put my earrings back on the Pink Poodle earring tree.


Yeah, there are clothes hanging over it a little bit, but I look at it late at night from a low angle laying in the bed so seeing through the clothes isn't a problem at all.


So... I'm still conducting some business while standing on the bed. I stand on the bed to work out which belt I'm going to wear and I've got bags/purses hanging on hooks up and down this pole behind the belts.

I don't mind. I also run across the bed to flip the lights on b/c the switch is on the opposite end of the room.






I'm using this little kids' school chair as my step-stool to reach the things on the very top shelf.

I tried to move bonnie's Denim L.L. Bean (she's lesbian - j/k) dog bed to a different spot, but she would come over here looking for it and lay down right here anyway, so I got her a new fur chunk at Ikea and put it back where she likes it. The air conditioner blows her hair. It's cute.

Ikea Stolmen Invasion - PROGRESS ONLY

BEFORE, BEFORE, BEFORE...

This open shelving thing is called the Ikea Stolmen Wardrobe System. We are moving it and expanding it so I don't have to get dressed on the bed anymore. :)


Matt took it apart...


...And upset Bonnie who lived under it and the bed:


Then all my SHIT was EVERYWHERE... And all these gold shoes are completely necessary.



Then Matt/My Huzz/Mr. JPH starts BUILDING IT over here where the black dresser was - Bigger & Better...


Then all my stuff is Shoved into it...


Then I fixed-it a little more. I need to work on what stuff is in which container/basket/box...


And I need to order another box of Hangers. That's going to help, and I'm going to get all my jeans hanging nicely. I can't even talk about those cords in the floor. Nope, that cord situation is too emotionally raw a subject for me to discuss on a week-night. That's Sunday Business.

There's a good chunk of sequined party dresses that really need to take themselves to mini-storage, as I no longer need a stock-pile of sequined party dresses.

My new, peaceful life only requires sequins in moderation. I like that.

Woe of Saturday

We took the subway down to Wall Street and boarded the Free Boat Taxi.

Going to IKEA you usually know you are about to fall-out with your partner. You are going to want to stab this person or yell at them in the textile area because times get really tough there. You definitely want to shove teetering old ladies out of your way and I definitely curse everyone who brings their little kids because who melts down in Ikea more than husbands? Children. Yep.

But we were super prepared with a diagram from Laura Cattano and a list with sick detail thanks to Mr. JPH. We got it done!


Things were super sweet until our TAXI GOT IN A CRASH WITH ANOTHER TAXI ON THE FRANKLIN DELANO ROOSEVELT EXPRESSWAY. We had to wait for the cops, clog-up traffic for everyone... talk to the cops...

But we recovered. We needed to rest up for a night on the town & B-I-N-G-O, but I did one tiny organizing thing...

BEFORE - Tiny tiled ledge in bathroom where my hair stuff lives.


And AFTER with a cheap little tray. So tidy.


The specific measurement of how much room was there aside from the pipes were drawn out in my little book where I've been writing all this stuff down.

I've got a page/s devoted to stuff needed from Ikea, Cb2 and West Elm. Ideas anyway. In my dreams I'm getting some table lamps from Jonathan Adler.