Every morning, I would pull my makeup out of this bag, then put it back in when I was finished. It occurred to me that I was living like a homeless person. (Albeit a stylish-preppy homeless person.) I'm not sure why I kept doing this, when I have a perfectly good, and nearly empty, drawer available to me.
And so I moved in, Martha-style, with wooden Drawer Dividers.
:Insert The Jeffersons theme song:
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