Out With the Old.

There is a fine line between being a pack rat and being a hoarder and I think I am very closely flirting with it. So after a trip to J.Crews new At-lan-TA apartment, clean room, and fancy book shelf, I felt inspired. I told mom that I wanted to get rid of some of the furniture in my room (two book shelves that take up more space than they are helpful), get a book shelf to house all my school books, move my bed, and get rid of EVERYTHING. Well, by everything, I really meant put it in the attic for a rainy day. (I am, like I said before, still flirting with that line.)

I didn't think to take before pictures, but if you could imagine a tornado going through a room, that is what my room looked like. A closet full of clothes, yet clothes all over the floor. Bags, suitcases, shoes thrown about. Lotion here, hair brush there. Trash here, trash there. It was time to move on from the middle school pictures, DMB posters, and pointless trinkets (though I kept a few).

So, here is my new room. That is, until Chrissy and I have time and we paint it a different color.

Walking in through the door.

The floor was completely covered, so was the desk.

That's the new book shelf! I still need to take the rest of the posters down.