We all have one. A closet full of stuff we use on a regular basis. In my case, it sits under the staircase. I’m in and out of this space about a jillion times each day, and let me tell you, friends, it was nothing to look at. Behold!
I did clean it out before taking this photo. You’re welcome. It was a hot mess. The trouble was, even after cleaning it out, it was still a hot mess. I mean, look at those poor walls. Y’all know I preach the gospel of paint, but even the magic of paint wasn’t enough to cover over the multitude of sins lurking on those walls.
When your go-to solution isn’t an option, what’s a girl to do? You sit on your side porch with a cup of coffee and mull over your options, that’s what.
I figured since paint was out, I needed something a little more stout to cover over the pits and imperfections of the walls. Wallpaper, of course! But even for a small area, I calculated that I’d be spending a small fortune on enough paper to cover all the slants and angles. And as much as I wanted some happy in there, I wanted happy on a budget. Next I considered rolls of wrapping paper, but never found anything that I loved. And to go to all that trouble, I wanted to love it.
As I stood in the stationery aisle of Tar-jay racking my brains, I saw some tablecloths on clearance. Fabric! Of course! I wandered the domestics area for a bit, looking at tablecloths, sheets, and shower curtains. That’s usually my go-to for wide swaths of fabric, but again, I didn’t find anything I loved.
I headed over to my local fabric store, but figured it would be futile, since my criteria was wide, happy, and cheap. I’d need about 6 or 7 yards to cover the walls. I wasn’t optimistic about the cheap part. As I perused the bargain section, I did find something that caught my eye…
Wide? Check! Happy? Double check! Cheap? The jury was still out on that one, as this seemed to be the only bolt of fabric in the place without a tag. Turns out, it ended being on super-sale for only $3 per yard. Score! I took all they had (6 yards) and peeled out of the parking lot like a criminal before they realized I’d pretty much just stolen all that happy.
Because it was 54″ wide, I didn’t even have to seam anything together. Just me, my happy fabric, and a staple gun. Before I knew it, I had one wall covered. Easy peasy!
My apologies for the sub-par photos, friends. This little spot is a bit tricky to capture. Oh, and if you’re wondering, that’s a giant forced air unit thingy. Right smack dab in the middle of my storage. That has a filter that needs to be changed regularly (so I have to keep the floor pretty clear for ease of changing filters-bummer). It also doubles as my scissor perch during this project. Bonus.
Next I worked on the side walls, cutting around the sprinkler control panels as I went, you know, like you do (weirdest closet contents ever).
I just folded the top edges of the raw fabric under and stapled away. Perfection? No, but I figured no one would be scrutinizing my stapling skills inside of a random closet. And if they do, we all have bigger problems.
Did I mention one of the criteria of this project was cheap? As much as I wanted this space to look like a glossy page out of Real Simple, I challenged myself to only use stuff I had on hand (minus the happy fabric) to put this space together. I mean, I do want a little extra happy, but didn’t want to break the bank doing so. Plus, I love a good challenge.
The hubs installed some wooden shelving we yanked out of the garage, and I started digging through the baskets and containers we already had to get this space ship-shape. Et voila!
Crummy photos, yes, but let me tell you, happiness abounds! I can see everthing I have on hand, and the bright green makes me happy! Mission accomplished. It may seem a bit excessive to go to such lengths for something that very few see, but if you are the one that sees it jillions of times each day, I think it’s worth the effort. Do you have a space that could use a little happy, friends? Do tell! Better yet, do photograph!!!