Last Updated on April 13, 2017 by Marie Bautista
My mom was my exact foil. She was the epitome of orderliness and I was the poster child of messiness. This might sound strange to a lot of you, but I thrive in chaos. Just because my “organized” is scattered does not mean I am less efficient. I get wild blog ideas under all this mess! And I tend to look at the brighter side when the mess does take the best of me. When I find myself searching for my keys in my bag, I think of the treasures I will discover in the depths of my bag.