Let's have a love fest

I've seen too many posts lately inviting hate on fragrances, houses, bottles. (Why?)

It's effing freezing February. The news are... what they are.

Let's lead with love. I'll go first.

• When I hug a loved one and their perfume has turned into a subtle skin scent I can smell.
• That time when in an art gallery in Paris, I could smell the divine trailings of other visitors.
• Coming across gorgeous smells in the wild that are not perfume. Peeling an orange. Passing under a linden tree.
• Not wanting to get in the shower because I'm in love with the base notes of what I'm wearing.

The floor is yours.