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Originally posted by Sparklehorse
I was visiting my grandmother in the heat of summer. When I got into the elevator, I caught a whiff of myself and I smelled like cooked lemons -- maybe like a lemon meringue pie. I stopped wearing perfume until I could afford something fancier.
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I don't know why, but this really cracked me up.
One of my favorite perfumes is basically grapefruit juice -- but fancier (because I'm really fancy). I can't remember the name of it, but Annick Goutal (that's probably not how to spell that) makes it. The citrus smells really clean (or something).
I'm ready for my whiff-up.
