At 12 noon London time, I buckled my seat belt and the plane began to taxi on the runway.

The scent, like a magical key, opens doors at a moment’s notice but no one knows they are still there, like they have been closed for too long on a moss wall, letting the orchid roots completely cover them.

Go, love and smell good

ChloƩ EDT perfume

I stayed out of that game, walked around peacefully and wrote down memories with just a few scents.

Go, love and smell good

I stayed out of that game, walked around peacefully and wrote down memories with just a few scents.

I stayed out of that game, walked around peacefully and wrote down memories with just a few scents.

but indifferently.

Go, love and smell good

Dot MARC JACOBS perfume

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