This is another one of those things that some readers may not think are blog-worthy, but that I am totally freaking out about!
In our last house, we attempted to share the master bedroom closet. Except for Ryans nice slacks and button-up shirts, we had everything crammed into one tiny closet. At this house, we knew that was pretty much going to be impossible. So we decided to split up the closets and each have our own.
So now I’m freaking out because I actually want to get my butt off the couch and dress cute, even though I have nothing to do/nowhere to go, because I kind-of-sort-of have my own little dressing room. And although it’s small, everything fit in here. Ok almost everything. I still have my dresser and the main shoe organizer is in Ryan’s closet.
But that’s besides the point. The point is my closet rocks. And I heart it.
When you walk in, the maxi dresses are hanging straight ahead. There are two bars to the left, and two to the right (only one of which I use). Here is the view when you open the door…
On the left are all my tops, pants and cardigans. I also put my winter boots up there until the weather gets cold.
To the right are my dresses, skirts, purses and shoes.
I added a white shelf when we moved in to hold my shoe boxes, and we had a piece of plywood cut to put on the brackets that were already there.
This is my favorite view… all the shoes that don’t have boxes. All my flats and sandals are in the door organizer in Ryan’s closet.
And here is Ryan’s closet. It’s not quite as wide as my closet, but it is the same depth. His is in our bedroom, and mine is in the guest bedroom.
I don’t have any detailed shots of his closet because, well, let’s be honest, it’s not nearly as fun! With the same layout as my closet, he uses the left side for slacks and jeans, dress shirts and school shirts, and the right side has his polos, other button-ups and t-shirts. He isn’t nearly as big of a shoe-freak as I am, ok, really he could wear the same shoes everyday and be happy, but I did add a shelf for his dress shoes (black boxes) and his boots. Hanging on the door is our shoe organizer, which also hold his flip-flops and tennis shoes.
So there’s the tour of our closets. It’s no Honey We’re Home closet, but hey, it’ll do for now!