This space is a myth.
Browsing apartmenttherapy.com, a site I very much enjoy and admire, with its gorgeous photos and hope-inspring tips, I have stumbled across some photos that make me realize that perhaps, there is a solution, and a beautiful living environment can be mine.
Oh, what about this kitchen?
This might work. After all, I too, have a lot of shelves. However, I'm going to need dishes that actually match, and for those dishes to actually make it to their homes before before being used again. That will probably be a shock for them, having never left the dish drainer before. Also, I don't know if boxes of mac and cheese and Hamburger Helper and cans of condenced cream of chicken soup are going to look as elegant in those jars. Although those top shelves do look like an amazing places to store things I want to forget I own until I need to move again and then have to deduct what it is that might be living under the three inches of dust up there.
No, really. Does anyone really live this way, with their homes looking like department store tableaus? Because frankly, if I'm not going to be seriously depressed, I need to believe in homes like this the same way I believe in the tooth fairy--if I'm not getting paid to keep it up, it's just not worth it.
(True: I once bought a book on organizing your home, the friend I was with laughed at me.)
Coco doesn't mind clutter, as long as there is space on your lap.