Shelfies are my favorite.
When the husband decided that he wanted to buy a house at our next duty station, I conceded but said that I would only do it if I could have my own library in it. It's still a work in progress because I have very much outgrown my bookshelves, but there isn't a room in my house that screams Erika more than this one. I have a strictly school related bookshelf also, but I was generous enough to not include it in the picture. It's slammed full of textbooks, medical dictionaries, anatomy stuff and crap tons of notebooks because I'm a hoarder and can't part with any of it just in case. You never know when you'll need to have in depth knowledge on how to dissect a cadaver or something along those lines.