Wrapping up this week with a peek into a few of the projects I've worked on with some rockstar clients (iPhone pictures, forgive)... Home office papers (stay tuned for installation into file folders, this was phase one). 1 closet for the pint-sized. 1 closet cabinet. 1 bedroom wardrobe. A couple pairs of nightstands. A whole lot of jewelry. Some bathroom cabinets. And lots, and lots, and lots of drawers. And so much more! I'm pooped. ...

Today's Thursday which, as we all know, is really the old new Friday, and that being true, I thought I'd keep things light and easy-- give your little brains a break after the complexities of running and entryway organization. Sunglasses, my darlings, that's the topic for today. Despite the fact that we only, each of us, have two peepers (at the max, let's not make assumptions here humans come in all shapes and eyes-izes), most ...

It's getting to be that time of year when going out of doors requires a whole set of shenanigans just to keep our little bodies insulated. As there should be a place in your heart for gloves that prevent your finger tips from frostbite, so too should there be a place in your entryway. Let's review the offerings for corralling winter gear in the space by the door. 1. For the chicest: why not try ...

A closet clear-out will result in the formation of piles requiring further action. And if you've taken good care of your garments, have perhaps invested in some quality pieces over time, one of those piles is sure to be clothes you're hoping to sell. There are a bevy of options for going about this task (more detailed selling resources here), one of which is consigning. Consignment shops, for those of you who aren't versed in ...

I am a person for whom things have come easily, an irritating fact that’s nonetheless true. When I was younger, I excelled at most things I tried with trying: I naturally comprehended school curriculum, I made friends easily, I liked a boy, he liked me back, etc. Running wasn’t one of those things that came easily. I had heard rumors circulating, whispers of the infamous “mile” trickling down from six graders, maybe even a preemptive ...