Let me tell you a little something about myself.

For some reason, I have eyes that want to see everything in fairy-tale vision.

I imagine that my house should be tidy and beautiful all the time. It should be super cute and styled just right for that imaginary magazine cover in my mind. I have a disease I mention from time to time called magazine cover-itis. But in spite of that terrible sickness, my life rarely looks like the cover of a decorating magazine. Corners of it might appear that way sometimes, until you turn around and see what was behind the camera.

Most of the time, my home is a happy collision of chaos.

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