Some perfumes are so beautiful, I could cry.
Full bottles have been urgently purchased with the absolute intent of wearing them constantly, possibly even resurrecting the 'signature scent' theory.
I rarely wear them.
What's up with that?
A few that fall into this category:
Eau du Soir
It's like they are so gorgeous, they belong in another time, or at least a dimension outside of my real life.
Yeah, that's it.
No, this is really it: they reveal a side of me that is so private, so intimate, it's almost like I'm naked in public when I wear them.
Total and complete crap.
Okay, here's the reason...it's because I have so many perfumes that I just don't get around to wearing them, which is okay because wearing them cheapens their allure anyway.
The real reason?
I have no f-ing clue.
Do you do this? If so, what's your theory?
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