The White Lotus, Season 3: If Each Character Were a Closet

The third season of The White Lotus may have ended, but we’re still reeling from the decadence, drama, and deeply specific characters. And of course, we couldn’t help but imagine what kind of closet each character would have—if their personalities, fashion choices, and secrets were translated into bespoke wardrobe spaces. Here’s our take:

Chelsea

A modern eclectic dream. Her closet floats—literally—with cantilevered shelves and lively wallpaper that feels part-Thai spa, part-Soho fashion week. Every item has a story: a silk wrap dress from a wellness retreat, a vintage tee from her Manchester days, and colorful sneakers she “manifested.” Add in LED-lit cubbies and an incense burner hidden in a handbag display, and it’s Chelsea through and through.

Jaclyn

She’s the moment, and so is her closet. Mirrored doors, crystal hardware, and designer heels scattered like they fell out of a fashion editorial. There’s a dedicated rack for gowns with plunging necklines, a tray for high-end sunglasses and lipsticks, and a decanter of tequila parked by her vanity. Think Hollywood glam with a side of spilled secrets.

Chloe

Her closet is clean, curated, and ready for the flash of a paparazzi bulb. Think sleek white cabinetry, glossy surfaces, and sequined party wear hanging like trophies. It’s small but mighty, with just enough luxe to keep her feeling above the chaos, but not too much to suggest she’s actually staying with Greg.

Victoria

A maximalist masterpiece. Deep blue traditional cabinetry, brass ladder rails, blush velvet seating, and Murano glass perfume bottles displayed like relics. Her closet feels more like a private sitting room—designed for drama, tailored for indulgence, and absolutely filled with whispers. Decadent. Delightful. Dangerous.

Saxon

The minimal monochrome man cave. Millennial grey wood tones, collared shirts arranged by tone, and loafers lined up like they’re waiting for inspection. It’s giving tech CEO meets finance bro, with just enough tailoring to remind you he’s a product of privilege, even if he’s trying to seem chill.

Gaitok

He starts quiet—soft-spoken, wide-eyed, with the energy of someone who always knocks before entering. His closet mirrors that early innocence: dark stained wood, simple layout, everything respectfully in its place. But tucked in the corner, a mannequin now wears motorcycle armor like a second skin. A shelf that once held folded polos now displays mirrored sunglasses and tactical gear. It's a space in transformation—like Gaitok himself, stepping out of the shadows and into his unexpected new role.

Belinda

Soft, simple, and serene. Her closet is a sanctuary of white cabinetry with floral mumus gently swaying on wooden hangers. A woven tray holds essential oils and prayer beads, and there's a subtle scent of lemongrass. It’s not flashy, but it's healing—and more beautiful in its restraint than half the other closets combined.

Piper

Modern femininity with a casual, off-duty ease. Her closet is airy white with brass hardware, a stack of denim jackets, mirror accents, and flowers displayed casually on a bureau. It’s got a relaxed cool-girl vibe—one foot in her parents’ wealth, one foot in the real world. She’s trying things on, literally and figuratively.

Timothy

Bespoke, brooding, and painfully polished. His dressing room is draped in suede and rich espresso cabinetry, with polo shirts in every hue arranged by Pantone code. Loafers sit like chess pieces. There’s a humidor in the corner. Every detail says control—except the part where he doesn’t actually have any.

Greg

The quiet villain. His closet is clean, natural oak with perfect lighting and a deceptive simplicity. There’s no chaos here—just rows of luxe basics, spotless sneakers, and impeccable tailoring. He keeps everything neat, including his secrets. The lighting is warm, but somehow… cold.

Rick

His closet has the air of someone who packed in a rush and never fully unpacked. Mismatched hangers, a collection of novelty tees, and maybe a half-zipped suitcase in the corner. A vintage area rug tries to tie it all together. There’s a sense of nostalgia and disorder—a man holding onto bits and pieces of a life he hasn’t totally made sense of. It's not curated. But it is honest.

Mook

Blush walls, soft drapery, and curated color—her closet is sweet but sharp. Lighted shelves for her bags, softly lit mirrors, and barely-there luxe finishes make it understated but undeniably intentional. She’s not trying to impress, but she’s still leaving an impression.

Need help channeling your inner Victoria or designing your very own Belinda-inspired wardrobe escape? We’d love to bring your closet story to life.

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