Sorry for the flash glare, I just had to snap a picture of this from December's Country Living magazine to share it right now. (I receive this as a gift subscription from my mom, and despite the fact that it's not entirely my aesthetic, lookit how damn cute.)

So, no, I don't have one of those awesome under-stair bookshelves (or even an upstairs), but I do have a bookshelf that's just waiting for me to go into the pit of despair storm cellar to find all of those random bits of leftover wrapping paper and get busy. (The article states that she wrapped a few at a time so as not to get overwhelmed by the tedium.)