There is no greater mystery to me than what on earth to do with the dreaded “miscellaneous drawer”. It’s nearly akin to the goblin that resides in each of our drying machines, who pounces on just a single sock at a time. You know, the natural phenomenon where you take the laundry out, and there’s just one sock left when you could have sworn you put in two. And he takes just one because he’s on a diet, obviously. He’s been painted in a negative light in the tabloids (aka children’s books). And yet so has this miscellaneous drawer, or whatever you happen to call it: etcetera drawer, random drawer, nothing drawer, don’t-look-there-because-it-will-ruin-my-facade-of-organized perfection drawer. The last one really rolls off the tongue, hence its abundant use.
And yet there a few lucky souls in the world who know of no such mystery. Everything is laid out for them, and there is no impending heart attack when thinking about the whereabouts of their tape roll because it was dropped into your miscellaneous drawer aka a black, messy, maybe smelly hole.
Take this beauty of a work space. A desk that is a blend of mid-century classics with a refreshingly modern twist. A glass surface has always intrigued me, and I can’t say I’ve ever worked on one, but I could guess it would feel strangely liberating seeing your work floating above your crossed legs. But more than that, she has displayed pieces that may find their way into your mystery drawer as wall-worthy accessories. That cat mask that you wanted to save (and/or wear in a moment’s notice) is purring. And the punch of happiness in the form of the yellow magazine tray is intended for those old magazines you wish to save, but simply don’t have a place for.
But hey! Maybe you don’t want any of that near your desk. Perhaps your desk is of minimalist nature, and you wish to keep anything miscellaneous in nature away from your zen. Well then just rip your front door off. Okay, a slightly less aggressive option is to simply scout one at an old thrift store (and a more aggressive option is to take your neighbour’s). But see, this is all about different places to stow away your favourite pieces without needing to stick to the predetermined drawers.
Ah, the drop of the jaw that came with this one. I have to be honest – I’m in uncomfortable territory here. There is so much to look at and so much to ogle over. It just reminds me of that crazy aunt who would pinch your cheeks and somehow have a matching wardrobe to her house but then she got a wicked, modern makeover when she ran straight into the wall looking for her cat. This may or may not be the happy result of such an occurrence.
The miscellaneous drawer in my desk during high school tended to accumulate mass amounts of notebooks and textbooks that I dreamily considered looking over before the next year. This, of course, quickly dissipated as my mornings began to prioritize the well-being of my sims over the well-being of my education. Regardless, don’t discard the beat up education drawer, if you will. Clipboards have stormed through the pinterest world.
At first glance, one would make the most likely safe assumption that this belonged to a man, perhaps his man cave/office, simply by the dark, cozy hues, distressed brick wall, and sleek wooden surfaces… wait a second, what the heck, those are my favourite things. And let’s be honest. It’s a give away this room is intended for an elegant woman who prefers androgynous clothing with hints of femininity, like a simple black tank with a hint of a lacy bra peeking out along her ribs, or by the ever so dainty collection of flowers spilling out of her favourite, gifted vase.
This lovely lady keeps all of her miscellaneous items by pressing on the third brick from the left wall, and waiting for a pair of magical hands to take them from her while she gets back to living her cool life (or she has no need for a miscellaneous drawer because of her love for minimalism already).
Speaking of magic, let us take a moment and appreciate just how much Harry Potter would not appreciate his bedroom transforming into an equally hidden away palace for organization. But we would all appreciate it, wouldn’t we? For the sake of quality design? Anybody?
On that magical note (and saddening for good ol’ Harry Potter), happy Thanksgiving weekend!
Let’s become so stuffed with pumpkin pie our skin turns a pleasant orange. Seriously, don’t leave me hanging here.