I don't actually. It's kind of a funny thing. Most people always ask if I am insanely organized. I'm actually a borderline hoarder and crazy messy. I swear it's true. I have piles upon piles of stuff that I dig through daily. From my clothes, (I can pull a sock out of a massive pile of clothes and find a matching one in .5 seconds), to my car (the W magazine that I blogged about last month is still riding around with me because I'm going to get it framed, no seriously), to my children's clothing that no longer fit (I just can't get rid of them). I have 3 rental properties that I manage and co-own, a salon and cosmetics boutique, three children, a dog, a radio morning chit-chat, a monthly article that I write in a local magazine, and I'm chair for our local pink ribbon project. I don't even know how I do it, honestly. I just do.
Somedays the mess gets the best of me and it takes me about three days to get it back together. I find an old book, and read it. I find old pictures and look through them. I'll find a shirt I've been looking for and try it on. Sometimes I even try to do my make up a different way if I find an eyeshadow that I thought was long gone. I love the thrill of the hunt in my own space.
Weird, maybe, but I love my lovely things out so I can see them.
organized chaos
Because of the industry I'm in, of course I am a beauty product junkie. I have to limit myself to what I bring home from Blush because it will over take my life. I'm so scared I am going to run out of something even though I know I have five more shampoo bottles that have permanent real estate in my shower. That hour of need is always in the back of my mind.
I dream of a minimalist life, but it would never do for me. I would love a pristine interior with coffee table books, but it's just can't be. I'll stay as is. I'm inspired by it.
Call me crazy, but I call me creative.
It's a constant dance, and I'm in the opening number!
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