I can't live without...

They say the sense of smell is the one most closely related to memory. You can smell a scent you haven't whiffed in years, and remember exactly what was happening and who you were with the last time you smelled it. For years I been looking for my "signature scent." You know what I mean. Remember that dim-witted girl in high school who always wore Calvin Klein Obsession, just because it was "designer" and "grown up" and was called Obsession, so guys would have to be obsessed with her, even though she smelled like... well... Obsession? And now every time you smell that atrocious stink, you think of her. Or the powdery soft old lady scent of White Shoulders. Every time you smell it you think of your awesome gramma and remember when she took you to the mall to get your ears peirced for the first time when you were 6 without telling your dad. I had tried forever to pick a scent that would scream VEGKAT, but I kept missing. Plus, I didn't want to keep spending $40 for a bottle of chemically scented water. WTF is THAT all about?!?

THEN... I was just cruising around Etsy one day, and stumbled upon a shop called Simple Traditions. Hmmm... What's THIS?!? LILAC PERFUME?!? YES!!!

http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24904560

So I ordered it right away, along with some soap samples (which are all delightful, btw). When this flowery little package came to my doorstep, I was dancing around like a little girl. I put some of the perfume on, and instantly felt prettier and happier. When my nose had become accustomed to it, I had to have more. I probably applied it 3 times the first day, although my husband (repeatedly) assured me I didn't have to. (Not that he doesn't love it, because he does. A LOT. But the scent actually lasts!) But everytime I rubbed some on, my mood elevated. I didn't care that our house has turned into some kind of museum for toddler toys, and that it was 6:00pm and I had no idea what to do for dinner. Dinner? What's dinner? This stuff is like crack. I've only had it for 3 days, but it's now in my pocket at all times, and I'm always digging it out for a sniff. I'll sit and watch telly and just hold the cute little tin under my nose and inhale. Pretty soon I'll be freebasing this stuff. Hopefully the clever little elves at ST never stop making it, or every spring you may find me in the woods (or some random backyard, maybe yours) rubbing lilac blossoms all over me, howling like some feral animal.

http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6124547

Oh, and they have all kinds of other tasty scents, too, just in case your parents are cousins and you don't like lilac.