The Princess got into my perfume this morning. When I do wear perfume, I wear Clinque’s Happy, which I love – it’s light, fresh, and not too spicy smelling. I was sitting downstairs with Pumpkin when the smell of perfume wafted downstairs. Mind you, The Princess was upstairs. She hadn’t come downstairs – she had merely sprayed so much perfume it was oozing through the house.
I now have all the windows upstairs opened in an attempt to air out the house. I love my perfume, but today it’s kind of making me sick.
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Oh yes, there is such a thing as too much Happy! In 8th grade a boy in my social studies class broke a bottle of Polo on the floor. I’ve hated Polo ever since.