my heavy rotation rolling rack. sometimes i discover things hiding in my actual closet and put them here to remind myself to wear them. and i am creepily o.c.d., so yes, i line up all the hangers like a freak.
that little track that you see used to have 4 mirrored sliding doors on it. not anymore. took those babies right off in a moment of "where the hell is that top?" frustration. now, there's nowhere to hide.
a caravan of cardigans.
jewelry on every possible surface. like an easter egg hunt finding things.
boots boots boots boots boots.
got this missoni blanket a couple years ago and i love it. looks like granny's old knit throw. coco loves using her little claws to smash it into a ball and lay all up in it.
my favorite vintage levi's. my not so favorite carpet.
see, here she is about to start on the blanket mashing.
i have the majority of my necklaces on coat hooks hanging off of my door. which keeps them all from getting tangled. the downfall is the slamming of them all against the door with every open and close.
i have an obsession with sud pacifique perfume. and they stopped making it. savoring every spray.
check out those ears. all the better to hear you with, my dear.
my little gypsy den. and yes, i quoted brandy in my post title. you know that song was the jam in middle school. so, alot of you ask where i get all of my clothes/jewelry/etc. let me explain. i have worked in the fashion industry since i was 16. retail, buying, merchandising, styling....you name it, i've probably done it. an ash of all trades. i did buying for a store for 4 years, and that's when the real stockpiling began. when you are able to get everything at cost, it is hard not to become a collector of sorts. alot of the styling work i do usually includes payment in the form of clothing. and now, since working for planet blue for 4 years, it's spend it while you make it city! hope that explains my abundance of stuff. it's not like i'm some spoiled brat, i work hard and hoard! you can totally borrow something.