hangs, and in Mt. Lookout that distinction carries particular weight because the homes here demand closets scaled to wardrobes that move between boardrooms, galas, and the unhurried weekends these hillside streets were built to protect. The solid hardwood framework that proved itself in the previous sequence now extends into full-length hanging bays where garment bags can breathe alongside double-rod sections calibrated for blazers and folded trousers, each zone separated by vertical dividers whose grain has been bookmatched so the eye travels the closet wall as it would a single unbroken panel. It is a system that refuses to choose between density and elegance, and as the layout deepens toward the far wall where accessories and seldom-worn pieces await their own dedicated architecture, the cabinetry begins to shift from open display into something more concealed, more