I’ll mostly let the pictures tell this tale of epic unfuckery. However, something you should know? It took me three months to work up to doing the closet, and the before pics are from a month ago. I didn’t intend to do it, yesterday, I intended to be a lump after a hectic Saturday of being a good troupe member and maid of honor. Instead, I woke up with a manic need to organize my life (which happens when things are hectic, it’s like symbolic imposing of order or something).