Cheap perfume smells cheap. This is a quandary. I don't really mind looking cheap, but I don't want to smell like a bordello. But not wanting to smell cheap doesn't come cheap. And, essentially, I am cheap. So maybe I should just admit that I'm cheap and smell that way. But I'm also in denial. Which means I either don't wear perfume or I pony up for the good stuff. This is the good stuff:


A retail therapy expedition back when I was actually making money yielded this particular potion. It smells delicious, cost a lot, and has lasted me a good four or five years. I'm still barely half way through the bottle. As money wasting goes, I've done far worse. And I smell fantastic.