i'm so messy. i mean really. it doesn't mean you're unclean. cause i think i'm crazy about being clean. but that messiness i can't evade. it's funny how that works. clean clothing lays in piles all around the room. folded nicely on top of the sofa and the table. on the other hand. i won't wear clothing of mine that i've already tried on without washing it first. i won't wear the same clothing two days in a row unless it's a scarf or i'm traveling. i won't wear brand new clothing without washing it at least once. trust i've ruined many a silk but i'm getting better at not doing that though. you know. being crazy