For those clever ones out there, my name is Welsh for the smiling basket. Why? Well, a basket is a vessel that appears stable. In fact, it is tightly wound, rarely reveals weakness and is widely accepted not to smile; that's me. I intend to, through this blog, unwind, release my load and smile, hopefully bringing strangers on the joy ride with me. So friends, I am setting out on a journey, and I hope to see you at the other end.
Monday 8 April 2013
0080: TRYING PERFUME
Stealing your mum's or friend's perfume when they go to the bathroom. Oh yeah. But I think the best thing is going to really fancy department stores and making a b-line for Chanel, Dior and Marc Jacobs (and the list goes on) and trying out ALL of their perfumes even though you - and the women at the counters - know you will never afford it :)
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment