A Place For Every Feather: Organized Chaos


Merry Belated Christmas Everybody!!!! How was your holiday? Mine was jam packed with love, laughs, and food!!! The thought of comida makes me nauseous!!

I am the sort of the person that sees time and change as an opportunity to begin anew. I graduated from cosmetology school in October 2011, and before the month was over, I chopped off all of my hair. I became the proud renter of my current apartment in June, and decided it was the perfect time to rid myself of the old and start life fresh. I said goodbye to hundreds of pairs of shoes, bags of jewelry, and mountains of clothes. In order to avail yourself to the new, you must make space for it. Both physical and metaphysically speaking.

I felt like a new woman. I expected bigger and better.

What I did not expect is to have so many issues being freshly organized.

 I don’t want to throw any ole thing together in my place just for the hell of it. I want my apartment to be much like my style: every piece sings in harmony to create Peacock Perfection. I have been struggling to keep my OCD in check.

However, now that 2012 is drawing to a close, it’s time to kick Mission Organized Chaos, into hyperdrive.  This is as good a time as any to stop living my accessory life out of a suitcase, and really set up home.

I have scoured high and low hoping to find some variation of organization that would throw open the gates of my heart and beg me to allow it to reside in my bosom. It’s safe to say I have failed miserably.

The closest I have come was this Little Black Dress Hanging Jewelry Organizer by Umbra:

Cute, right? I love the fun shape of it and, since I don’t have much space, this would really optimize what I’ve been given. Unfortunately, form beats function.  I kinda, sorta, really hate door hangers. I feel like my shoes and accessories are being held hostage when I hide them behind that God awful plastic.

But I could not stand another day of this:

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My beautiful jewelry all in mangled disarray? No sir!!!

Just as I did before I moved into my apartment, I separated my jewelry and decided what could stay, and what needed to go.

Shoutout to my favorite lady in the world (my Ma) making a minor cameo in the top left corner of this photo as she helps me take accessory inventory.

I then stopped by my neighborhood Family Dollar and picked up these really great storage containers for $3 & $4 each. (shallow and deep containers, respectively) They come with clip-on durable tops and are stackable.

Note: These pictures were taken prior to organization completeness.


I also found this coat hanger-turned-necklace displayer at Family Dollar for $5. Now I know you’re probably thinking, “How can she hate hanging organizers and not this?” It’s elementary, my Dear Watson. Necklaces and coats don’t look oppressed and confined. They are free to shine in all of their excellence. It looks like artwork if you ask me. What did you expect? I am a Peacock after all.

Can you spot all of the Peacock-themed accessories in my possession? Judge Me Not!!!
Can you spot all of the Peacock-themed accessories in my possession? Judge Me Not!!!

And for pieces near & dear to me, I stored them in this antique jewelry box my best friend purchased for me.



Anything that is broken, but I have opted to keep, has been zipped up and is ready to be taken to the jewelry maker. Pray it all comes back to me.


Admittedly, I’m not too thrilled with this organization, but it’s a tolerable compared to what it was.

Moral Of The Story: I’m not where I want to be, but I’m not where I used to be. Setting begin dates and deadlines offers you a path to your greater self. For me, whether it was my big leap into adulthood or saying goodbye to 2012 (and my 24th year of existence), change has to occur. You can either be haplessly chaotic or an organized chaos. The choice is yours.

Stay tuned as I tackle my next step in Peacock-trifying my apartment: Artwork!!!

Be Extraordinary- Alyssa Peacock

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