I almost bought these wire baskets last night, until I realized that I have plenty of things to fill them with, but absolutely no place for them to even be. None. No table, no space under a table, no blank floor or wall. My apartment became officially annoyingly small a few months ago, and we are so excited for the lease to be up this Fall. I love love love it, but I hate hate hate my lack of space. Thanks, Manhattan. Queens, here I come!
I bought a sweet vintage American Tourister bag for my upcoming vacation (I refuse to check baggage) from the excellent Etsy shop, HausProud, and when I brought it home last night, I couldn’t find a single place to put it! (it’s gigantic) So I set it on a chair, and Wendy gave it some use until our trip: