In an interview with Martha Stewart in a back issue of Domino, she was asked if she had a designated messy zone in her home. Her response: a decided no, sans any explanation. It's understandable that answering affirmatively might tarnish the homemaking queen bee's image, and I'm sure she has plenty of help keeping her abode spic and span. But a little mess here and there is nothing to be bashful about; it makes us all seem more human. And I'm not just saying that to excuse the pile of shoes and purses next to my front door. Tell me: Do you have a designated messy zone? And if so, where is it?