No More “More” : Shopping Your Closet

No More “More” : Shopping Your Closet

I love talking about organizing.

The kind of love that makes you want to spell the word all cutesy with a “u” and surround it with hearts because you enjoy it so much.

What can I say? I’m Type A, and the hierarchy of my passions goes something like this:






Since this is the year of my being mindful of what’s in my home, I thought I’d do this next organizational piece on a little trick I’ve learned, called Shopping Your Closet.

Decorating Closet

First, let me share my Golden Rule of decorating.

Every Blank Space Did you get that?

Every patch of wall, shelf, and flat surface that exists does NOT need to have stuff on it. In fact, it shouldn’t. How would your poor little eyeballs ever know what to look at first? How would they ever rest?

If you’re nodding in agreement, grab a tote bag or two. Walk around your house, and toss into them every little piece of something that you realize you really don’t have any attachment to. Things you hardly remembered were there, collecting dust.

Go on … it’s liberating.

When you’re done, you have two choices:

(1) Head right to the trunk of your car, place the totes in it, and the next time you head out, donate your items to Goodwill.

(2) If that’s too much, too soon, place them in a closet somewhere for a week {make a note of it in your calendar}. When the week ends, if you can’t recall what’s in there, refer to Step 1. Just do it, while keeping this in mind: things do not = memories;

memories equal memories.

Okay, so now that the bags are put aside, take a look around you. If you were honest and vigilant about collecting all that served no other purpose than taking up space, you should be left with only the items that you adore the most …

the things you take true pleasure in seeing.

Scoop them all up and put them on your dining room or kitchen table and decide which you’d like to display now, and pick a location. I love to decorate the mantle in my living room for each season, the corner nook in my dining room, and the top of my armoir in the den. That’s it. Just 3 focal points throughout the house are designated for vignettes, and the remaining surfaces are clear of clutter.

Nook Photo copy

Once you’ve chosen what you’ll use now, store the rest in a safe place. I use the small closet in my dining room. When you’re ready for a change, do exactly as the title of this post suggests. Shop your closet. What is old will seem new again, and in the meantime, you’ll have visual calm throughout the house, which is an accessory in and of itself.

Your wallet and your sense of serenity will thank you.

Linking up today with the Monday Mingle at Tough Cookie Mommy. Did you miss the first “No More ‘More'” post? Click here to catch up.



No More “More” in 2013

No More “More” in 2013

One thing I vow in 2013: I will not let just anything into my home.

I spent a good part of last week cleaning out those long-forgotten hot spots: cedar closet, attic, under-the-guest-bedroom-bed. And finally, I feel like we’re truly out from under the weight of


I’ve always been a good purger, but I haven’t always been good at ensuring that riffraff doesn’t enter the building in the first place. And in the past year, I’ve noticed something about myself:

Anytime I enter a Homegoods or an Anthropologie or a Pottery Barn or Marshalls, there will always be one item I fall in love with the moment I see it. In the past— in that moment—I absolutely must have whatever it is that’s caught my eye.

What comes afterwards goes something like this: I purchase. I bring home. I showcase.  And I forget.

Yes, 9 out of 10 times, by Day 3 of the new thing taking-up-space-in-my-realm, I don’t even recall it’s there. The love wasn’t truly of that item. It was just the high of having something new.

In August, I tried something revolutionary:

delayed gratification.

I spotted a gorgeous bust at Homegoods. That sounded funny. I mean a bust like this.

Greek Bust

I love that classic look and had been searching for one {on the cheap} for months, but I thought to myself: Do I really need this?

Of course, the answer was no. So I left her there.

Then I thought about her for days.

When I went back to Homegoods days later, there she was … still sitting there, just waiting for me to come grab her. I put her on my mantel in a place I could see her from my kitchen and the hallway, and she brings me joy every time I glance that way.

The moral of this geez-she-ended-up-buying-it-anyway story is that I was


of the purchase.

I was willing to risk her not being there. If that shelf had been bare, I just would have known that that piece was not meant to take up my space. The old me would have not wanted to risk not having it … would have bought her without really questioning whether this space-taker deserved to be in my home, and then

—if the match had not been made in Heaven—

would’ve forgotten she even existed until months later when I was aggravated enough by its cluttering up my space to donate her.

What an absolute waste: of space, time, and money.

So here’s what I’m going to do this year.

I’m going to weigh want against need.

I’m going to let time and distance prove an item’s worth to me.

I’m not going to carelessly bring items into my home just for a thrill.

And I’m going to stop calling inanimate objects her.

Join me?




For the next few Mondays—because I love talking about organizing—I’m going to share some thoughts about how I declutter and keep my home relatively neat and chaos-free. I think it’s so important to enjoy the space around you. Stay tuned …

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