Was just browsing through the ol' Nikon today for any straggler photos that had yet to be uploaded when I stumbled upon these pictures of my old studio apartment. I recall a few previous comments inquiring about my chaos of a closet and decided this was as good a chance as any to prove to you all that I'm clearly....
But before you all shun me for not color coding or hell, even folding most of my clothes, I will say this: sometimes there's nothing more comfortable than burrowing into a pile of some of your softest clothes at 3 in the morning after a long newspaper deadline night. Does that make me weird? Probably.
Damn, I miss this room.
My closet: circa May(ish) 2009