By way of our own idealistic, delusional self-perceptions, lots of us consider ourselves perfectionists - clean, tidy, impeccably organized. But the truth is, if we're being honest with ourselves, few of us are.
But while most of us may not be bona fide perfectionists, that's not to say that we can't marvel at and appreciate those certain perfect spectacles of order; those ideal specimens of balance and symmetry that make the OCD in us brim with satisfaction. Specimens like these.
