There’s so much performance in the perfection of everyday life on the internet right now. I felt like this needed to see the light of day again. Author’s note: I have reorganized my closets since last year, but they’re close to returning to their dump and shut state.
Last week, I wrote about being a minimalist and got on my pedestal about my attempt to have as few things as possible. A few readers were like, "Where do I start?" or "You inspired me to clean out my crap! I feel so much better." It was so kind, but I realized I’m a little liar because the only way I can effectively be a minimalist is because my closets look like this.
Yes, my closets and decorative buckets are tornadoes and hurricanes of all the things I hate and no longer want to see in my living room or main habitation quarters. My method of organization is what I call the dump and shut. You dump stuff in the storage area (i.e. closet, bin, drawer), then you shut it as fast as possible so it a) stays closed, and then b) you forget about it.
Sometimes I fail to remember my closets are this way—with random table legs sticking up and paintings jammed in diagonally—until I have a house guest who doesn’t know this is my trademark and comments on my work. They're often shocked at the arrangement and its creativity. This is when I inform them I failed geometry, and my storage methodology illustrates why. There is no symmetry.
So sure, I'm a minimalist to the naked eye. But if you scratch the surface or open an unauthorized cupboard, you will quickly see my madness and likely be trapped under the rubble. Maybe this is all a metaphor for observing other people’s lives, everything looks great on the outside but wait until you open their closets.
Happy organizing!
I love it; my style of organizing. Only I use the 99 cent bags from discount stores. And pile em high in the closets. If you turn the lights down and spray lemon pledge like it’s febreeze people will think you’ve been cleaning all day.