Shabby chic

I went to a house today that could only be described at Marie Kondo's worst nightmare.
There wasn't as much hoarding as there was an abundance of stuff and somehow that abundance of stuff, the maybe useful clutter was done tastefully that it added to the personality in a way that it didn't make the house look ugly but alternatively decorated .
The dining table had things on it, boxes, medicines, gifts, wool, sewing needles that were all somehow neatly kept; the floor was lined with more things, cat scratch toys, water fountains for cats..kitchen platform had a mountain of utensils, condiments, cleaning items, cutleries but they were neatly stored in a Tetris like arrangement, piled primly in racks, in racks over racks, in every available space.
I'd say there was just enough space for a yoga mat to snugly fit, and every other inch of floor was covered with broken chairs that were covered with beautifully embroidered liners, sofas that sat on the floor because their base was broken and those too were covered with crochet, the stairs that went up were also dotted with miscellaneous items like small rotating fan, air purifier and mats and cat toys.
The lighting was impeccably pretty, very modish as were the floors, there were literally broken chairs covered with tapestry of some kind or another.
It takes a lot of effort to make mess look pretty and broken things look chic and somehow it was well managed in that house and looked adorable.

I mean there was no chair piled high with clothes, the small bathroom was well furnished with too many things that clung on walls in ornate chic fixings, rows of bottles stacked in unity, a hundred drawers under the sink in transparent acrylic.
There wasn't by all accounts much space to move about and most definitely made the house look small. Smaller than it was but the mess was made to look pretty.
Every available space in the house was utilized, in fact over utilized because one can, in a family of 2 people and 10 cats live with bare essentials both luxuriously and comfortably and Marie Kondo could have had a field day here but somehow the mess or rather the well structured chaos wasn't unsightly.

I wouldn't live there but I could see myself dropping over for coffee every now and then.