My grandmother always had a signature scent... well two. One of them being Chloe. The old school bottle. When she passed away I kept some of her dresses, jewelry, and yes the Chloe perfume. The bottle I have is, oh about 10 years old. I busted it out the other day and have worn it for the past week. The scent isn't very fresh by now. C'mon 10 years! What's wrong with me? But boy is it still potent. Too bad me and my BF are allergic to it. Our noses start running uncontrollably every time I spray it on. Still, I think I'll continue to punish myself for a while longer. The way it brings me back in time and makes me feel like a sophisticated septuagenarian is priceless.
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