As Colette was going through her ‘good bye’ ritual last night… consisting of a big hug and a bunch of see ya tomorrows… she stepped back and told me I smelled really good.
I told her thanks. Then she said, “But your perfume is pretty tough.” No clue what she meant, I looked at her until she replied, “It’s tough to breathe through.”
Guess that’s a lesson to just wear the old standby even when not planning to leave the house. 🙂
These smell better…
