I actually had the nightmare of having my college roommate (1970) be the "good" girl and me the slob; both of us raised in this tradition. However, my stepmother was not kind in how she tried to get me to be the good girl; my room could never look like that - she once pulled all my clothes out of the closet and dresser drawers onto the middle of the floor because I didn't hang something up fast enough and, for my brother, she threw all his clothes out the second story window