I Don’t Care What Marie Kondo Thinks of My Space
How I came to love being a maximalist in a minimalist world
Staring out from behind my laptop perched atop a small table in the middle of my studio apartment, I can see most of my belongings. There are bookshelves containing stacks of books on pornography, feminism, and art. I see plants, candles, crystals, tarot cards, and art prints…
