In high school my perfumes of choice were CK's Eternity and Tommy Girl.
Oh how the high school hallways reeked of Tommy fragrance and ignorance.
I can still smell it now.
This weekend while taking a phone call pug secretly pulled out a magazine from the recycling bin, hid from my view and decided it would suffice his boredom to rip it to pieces. That dog must be entertained 24/7 I tell you. So, as I'm on the phone I'm thinking pug's gnawing on a toy (mistake number one he never does what he should be) when instead he's doing a little recycling of his own.
When I hang up the phone and plop back on the couch pug appears next to me and I find myself exclaiming, "My, you smell fantastic!"
And then I rewind what just came out of my mouth and say "Wait, why do you smell so good?". And my investigation quickly leads me to the magazine behind the sofa and a half eaten Eternity sample insert. With a proud pug displaying his destruction work.
I have to say though, he worked that fragrance.