Hats. Mail. Masks. Leashes for Louie, the Italian greyhound. So many pairs of shoes. Every time John Wells and his wife, Beth, returned to their 1906 Craftsman on Capitol Hill, they were confronted with the vestiges of adult life, in a big pile by the front door.
Seattle’s classic homes may be rich in charm, but our most identifiable form of architecture typically lacks a designated foyer: The front door opens right into the living room, with no logical place to stash our stuff.
Designers’ term for this high-traffic entry space is the “drop zone.” The homeowners’ term for the dark brown floating shelf built into the
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