Necessity is the mother of invention.
With temperatures plunging below zero (and that's Fahrenheit) the hunt was on for gloves and mittens and shovels that weren't broken. Two of our coat closet's walls are not insulated so leaving things in there wet can be a little dicey.
And then there is pupcake and all his winter gear.
On the hunt for winter apparel in our black hole closet, I found a ton of mismatch mittens and several dozen wire dry cleaners hangers. And a lightbulb went on in my brain.