Monday, March 13, 2006

Dear Old Ladies of the World,

If you insist upon wearing the same stinky old-lady perfume that you've worn since your high school prom in 1904, please note that it should not serve as a smelly reminder of you a full five minutes after you've left my office.

Thanks,

C-8


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You know, my taste in scents changes and evolves as I get older (although, I bet you a dollar that I've still got a bottle of Elizabeth Arden's Sunflowers tucked away somewhere) and I wonder if one day, I'll wake up and stop thinking that Chanel No. 5 smells like an old lady's underwear drawer and start thinking that it smells like something I want to smell like. Or will my tastes stay the same as they are now and one day, I'll pass teenagers on the street and they will grimace and say "Ewwww, Tommy Girl*, do they still make that stuff?"


* I don't know if they are still making that now - I got a bottle about 4 or 5 years ago and it's still mostly full - not because I don't like it, I do, I think it smells like iced tea, but I just don't wear perfume very often - it's just not something I think about before I leave the house in the morning - and if I do happen to think about it, I'll just grab the first bottle I see in my little cabinet - more often than not, it's something from Bath and Body Works (mmmm, Coconut Lime Verbena) or a Demeter scent (mmmmm, Grapefruit Tea). I always wanted to be one of those people with a "signature scent" - you know? Some scent that you always wear and everyone knows it, but I'm too lazy.

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