Oh Cowboy… sometimes I think there is definitely something wrong with you, especially your sniffer.
Women love to smell glamorous, luxurious, sexy and just plain good. A great smelling perfume makes the difference in our daily attitudes. Attitudes is plural for the simple fact that I have several…on a daily basis, kind of like my personalities. I have no idea how Cowboy keeps up with them but may the force be with him.
Perfume should not be overdone. I learned this lesson from my sweet mother-in-law who always said “A little dab a do ya” as she was dotting her neck and wrist with her favorite eau de parfum.
I actually just researched the meaning of “eau de parfum”. It translates as perfume water and it should contain over 15% of essential oils. Its increased purity attracts an increased price tag. Well, that’s no joke. I always like the pricey fragrances. But do not be fooled that the more expensive it is, the better it smells (especially to Cowboy)
I had just received my newest eau de parfum, Baccarat Rouge 540 which apparently is a luxurious fragrance with dazzling worldwide success and was created by Francis Kurkdijian, one of the most famous contemporary perfumers. I was super excited to bathe myself in it while practicing the “little dab a do ya” guideline.
Cowboy was in the living room nestled in Lolita’s arms (his recliner) watching the rodeo so I decided it was the perfect time to walk past him and stand in front of the tv.
COWBOY: (Looking at me with a not so pleasant face) What is that smell?
ME: (Not being dramatic while I put my hands on my hips) What? Why did you say that?
COWBOY: Have you been playing with mothballs? Because that’s what you smell like.
ME: I’ll have you know that this is my newest fragrance and it’s supposed to be luxurious and sexy.
COWBOY: Did you read that on the back of the mothball box?
ME: (Standing there with my mouth open)
COWBOY: Is that what they call eau de toilette? That smells as bad as the last perfume you bought.
ME: You mean my Coco Chanel? And it’s eau de parfum not toilette.
COWBOY: Yes that one. But it smelled more like Coco le Vicks. Are you sure it’s not toilette?
Throwing my hands up in the air.
ME: (Walking out of the living room) You think you’re so funny. You don’t know anything about perfume!
COWBOY: (Speaking to the back of me) You’re probably right but I know when something smells like vicks or a darn mothball.
Sweet Jesus… I’m done!
’til next time y’all