Like any other New Yorker, my closets are small and tightly packed in. Very tightly packed in. I have shoe upon shoe, blankets, and dresses upon dresses jammed packed in them. It is an amazing feat of physics displayed inside my closet. Us New Yorkers find imaginative ways to store items. We can somehow reconfigure time and space as a result of living in New York.
As I was trying to fit more sweaters into my hallway closet, I came across several items that were hanging on headless hangers. Or I suppose hangerless hangers. They were still somehow hanging despite not being able to clasp onto to pole. Who has hangerless hangers? I suppose I do. I don’t just have one of two, but several. It could be laziness on my part. Could be that my closets are way too crowded . Either way, it may be a very New York thing as well.