Airing My Dirty Laundry

Actually, that's not true...but I bet it got your attention. Ha! The real point of this post is to talk about a little project I intend to do while Eli is gone this week. I actually planned on doing it yesterday, but a "power nap" turned in to two and a half hours, and since I'm pregnant, I'm not gonna feel a bit guilty!

So lets talk "dirty," shall we? Clothes, people!!

I don't mind doing laundry, I really don't. The problem is, my laundry room is actually a closet. This said closet happens to also be the catch all place for missing clothes, random winter wear, cleaning products, a variety of tools, and car shining products. This doesn't include things like laundry detergent, dryer sheets, stain remover, and light bulbs.

Of course pinterest is ever a source of inspiration, so as I looked into tacking this little project, I came across the pictures you'll see today. As you can imagine, there was no lack of ideas, however I have limited time and an even more limited budget on which to complete this little project.

Now begins the war of "Pretty v. Practical."

You see, I would love a laundry closet like the one here. Wallpaper, painted shelving, and labeled accessories lure me in. But let's get real. No one sees this room but me, and the occasional visit from my husband in search of clean underwear. Not to mention, anything glass or remotely decorative item would be destroyed in two seconds flat at my house.

This realization brings out the practical side in me, which lead to a search of more "user friendly" laundry closets like this one. The problem is, it's just not quite as fun. I mean, I do spend a fairly large chunk of time staring into this particular closet, which means something a little more appealing would be nice.

Alas! I found a happy medium. This laundry closet is both pretty and practical. The colors and prints liven up the space while cute, non-breakable containers hide the necessary evils like clothes pins, stain sticks, cleaning supplies, ect.

Maybe one day I'll have a fancy-shamancy laundry room, but for now I'll be happy with an organized, functional space with a little face lift I get paid tomorrow, so I'm heading to Roses to pick up a few things I found yesterday.

Stick around for the reveal...assuming it's worth blogging about.

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