I smell like six women

perfume shopping should come with additional wrists. #

Went perfume shopping after work and made the classic mistake of smelling too many. First wrist, fine. Second wrist, fine. Paper strips, still manageable. Then the woman sprays another one into the air, I smell something else on a card, forget which card is which, accidentally get another fragrance on my sleeve and after twenty minutes everything smells like perfume as an abstract concept. I came home and Mom immediately asked what I was wearing. I said, `”Europe.”`

I want something lighter for summer. Angel will always be Angel but when it’s properly hot sometimes it feels like wearing a velvet coat. The newer one I bought in February is nice but not quite summer enough. I want clean skin, something bright, maybe citrus but not in a way that makes me smell like kitchen cleaner. This is apparently the intellectual problem currently occupying me.

Yuri has been informed that he will be forced to smell approximately twelve finalists.

He said no.

Cute.

Remember me, Eclipse.