So, I’ve been counting down to Thanksgiving so I can put my Christmas tree up (that is a rule in the Team Browning household: no trees before Thanksgiving), and my husband lovingly pointed out to me that there is a coffee table in the spot where the tree always goes. Whoops. The coffee table always used to be in front of the couch, but once I started to get knee-deep into this art stuff, I needed a place to stack all of my crap. And now I need to find a new home for my crap. Unlike most artists, who have entire rooms in which to work, I have a coffee table.

uh..wow! that is a lot of magazines jill,lol! your a magazineaholic and a closet scrapbooker! but what a great idea, i wish i had a library of inspiration, it would be awesome to own especially when stuck in a creative rut.
Maybe I really should open a library and loan the binders out to people!
Wow, the collection of the Jill Browning style library has grown since I saw it last! Oh, the good old days when you used to tape all of your finds on your closet doors. Have you ever checked out apartmenttherapy.com? It’s one of those sites that, like Leah says in her posts, may be more inspirational than pictures of some millionaire’s pad, though YMMV.
Holy cow! I forgot I used to do that! Not only did I plaster my closet doors, but I did the back of my room door, too! What kept Mom from killing me?! I wish I had taken a picture of it. And that was even back when I used to read Seventeen and Glamour and other fashion magazines. Whoa, that’s a blast from the past! Thanks Amy