Funny, how things can change. All of a sudden I didn’t like my favorite perfume anymore. I had loved it for 20 years, had wished for it every Christmas or when my birthday came around, and then it stopped. The love affair was over.
I couldn’t stand the smell any longer. It didn’t smell good. The scent was way too intense, rather the smell of a WORKING GIRL – if you know what I mean.
What had changed you might wonder.
Well, I had stopped smoking, and all my senses came back to life, just a couple of weeks after I had given up my beloved cigarettes.
I couldn’t believe it. The smell of my favorite soap was disgusting; our detergent stunk, and my perfume was too obtrusive. Also, my husband’s aftershave had to go, what was he thinking?
I needed to find a new perfume, something that smelled good.
I was officially on a mission and off to the mall, I went. I drove the lady at the perfume counter crazy when I couldn’t make up my mind. She was not able to help me that day – I was official perfumeless.
What a punishment for someone who loves good smells and aromas. Finally, after so many years of smoking, I was able to smell again, and now I couldn’t find anything that I liked.
To make things worse, I had just gotten another bottle of my old perfume for Christmas, but there was no way I would ever use it again. It cost too much to throw it away, so I took pictures and posted it on eBay. The opening bid was low, just $5 -nobody seemed to want it. “See, they all know it stinks,” I thought. Then the bids rolled in, and the price went up and up. I sold my slightly used gift set for $60, and I was surprised.
I started to search around and made some bids myself, mainly on perfume testers and miniature perfume bottles, and it went from there.
I never went back to smoking (why would I) and now, almost three years later, I have a nice collection of perfumes in my bathroom.
I love the smell of a good fragrance and trying out different ones became something like a hobby -or a new addiction. Every morning I stand in our bathroom, and I look at that little corner shelf and have fun deciding what smell to wear that day. It makes me feel like a little kid in a candy store.
My new hobby doesn’t cost much. I buy the perfumes and colognes and sell the once I don’t like a couple of weeks later, just to buy more.
What can I say? I am having fun, and it beats smoking. 🙂