Fragrant Memories

My perfume collection.  Among these unique perfume bottles, there are a few that I treasure, even though they may be empty or close to it.  The round bottle was my mother’s perfume.  I remember watching her apply this perfume before she and my dad would go out.  My mother was much more girly than me, even a diva at times.

The smallest bottle on my tray is from one of the first boys who ever kissed me.  He was a sailor during the Vietnam war and the perfume is very expensive.  In fact, the only place you can buy it is in Paris and this year I bought myself another bottle.  I love this fragrance.

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