This weekend, I invested my time wisely in a little retail therapy. I DID need clothes and managed to get a few cute pieces without giving myself a guilt complex for a month.

As I was shopping, I was reminded that I need new perfume. While this might not seem so difficult, perfume buying is a incredibly involved experience for me. Namely, because most perfumes, once I wear them, do not smell anything like their origional state in the bottle. Hence, I can only try one perfume on at a time. This can, and has, dragged perfume buying out for weeks.

Besides, I cannot wear anything super-flowery or super-girly they all tend to gravitate towards the smell of baby powder once I put them on. There is more to it than the perfume smelling good on you, it is about the image you are portraying. Since smell is the sense most closely related to memory, the choice of your perfume is of grave importance. I would prefer not to be remembered as a cheap hooker, but, that is only MY preference.

So, right now, I am debating between a mere seven perfumes and am completely at my wits end as a decision is concerned.



Why, oh why, does life have to be so hard?