A Girl's Dream

Since we moved in over a year ago, I've been dealing with a shoe pile up to my waist... Which resulted in digging for shoes every morning and catching the random stiletto in the heel while searching for said shoes... Not to mention the valuable space it'd take up in our closet and the scuff marks that would magically appear on my brand new, never-worn shoes...

So I started web shopping for shoe racks, none of which seemed to fit my needs... All of which seemed to want an entire paycheck.

And I got to thinking about this period of time about two years back where Matt was buying power tools biweekly for about 3 months straight. ...What better time than now to put them to use? The cost of wood was way cheaper than what these stores wanted for these assemble-yourself crap racks, and hey! Free labor!

......But seriously. My husband built me a shoe rack. ...How amazing is that?

And it's not just some lumber thrown together. It is this beautiful, custom-built piece of art as far as I'm concerned.

....And is now the second thing to bring a smile to my face every morning.