I think the fragrance one choses, much like the actions one does, speaks a thousand words. Or something like that. You know...you can totally visualize the girl who's got Clinique Happy on her dresser [gag reflex]. And the guy who's into Polo [my first 7 to 10 makeouts]. Liz Claiborne Curve? Dude, we got you pegged (and we can also smell you from the opposite end of the subway car)! Gucci Rush was my innagural "high end" fragrance purchase, sometime in my early teens. I busted it out of vanity table oblivion last night and now I can't get enough of it. The bottle is red and graphic, it smells like cotton candy on acid. I think the ads were basically two sweaty people grinding on each other. So, you know...me, I'm just a simple girl at heart.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Throwback
I think the fragrance one choses, much like the actions one does, speaks a thousand words. Or something like that. You know...you can totally visualize the girl who's got Clinique Happy on her dresser [gag reflex]. And the guy who's into Polo [my first 7 to 10 makeouts]. Liz Claiborne Curve? Dude, we got you pegged (and we can also smell you from the opposite end of the subway car)! Gucci Rush was my innagural "high end" fragrance purchase, sometime in my early teens. I busted it out of vanity table oblivion last night and now I can't get enough of it. The bottle is red and graphic, it smells like cotton candy on acid. I think the ads were basically two sweaty people grinding on each other. So, you know...me, I'm just a simple girl at heart.
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