Yesterday I “to the last drop” ran out of my signature scent, Burberry Brit. My mother always gets us a perfume for Christmas and it’s about this time of year that I am running on fumes. So begrudgingly I dug around to see what I had for other scents that have been collected over the years. To my surprise, I found a small purse sized bottle of CK Eternity (which is my mother’s signature scent). No lie, I can smell it anywhere and immediately thoughts of my super special mama waft into my head. I literally stopped to smell the Eternity and for just that brief moment in the bathroom this morning, I thought about something other than rushing out to work.
|Me and mi madre ala shiny facedness|