I should be so ashamed to show all the crap that surrounds my dresser, but I'm not. Because as tacky as it looks in this picture it will be even worse when Papa moves this dresser into Zack's room and we get the Salvation Army find from his room. I've said it before our room is decorated from the ecclectic Early Thrift Shop period with a smattering of items from the College Piss-Poor era. You'll direct your attention to the 5-drawer plastic bins to the right of the dresser. It's okay because Papa has the matching set over next to his bed. Sweet.
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