Name: Jenifer Worrell
Hood: Upper West Side
Dimensions: 60" wide, 28" deep, 98" high
My closet needs serious help. It was a breakfast nook in a former life, but then a well-meaning tenant installed a closet organizer, and that's what I'm stuck with.
The wood on the top shelf is bent, the curtain rod is hanging on for dear life, and the shelves, well...the shelves are a centimeter away from collapse. I'm sure the weight of all my stuff doesn't help the situation, but I almost think it would be better if it did collapse and I was forced to deal with the catastrophe.
This closet (one of five in a small studio apartment) holds a 60-bottle wine refrigerator, 15 pairs of shoes, a couple of unused appliances, four seasons' worth of clothes, seldom-used exercise equipment, often-used laundry supplies, paper products, a flute I bought on eBay, Kermit the Frog, and my entire handbag collection.
In the past, it has also provided a cozy place for my cat to nap, but lately she seems to have boycotted it. I don't blame her.
Obviously I need help organizing, as I feel like the queen of closet chaos. Do I have the Messiest Closet in Manhattan?