Today I smell like cake and candy. Like I was in an explosion at a confectioner's shop. It's fantastic. I am a femme fatale of the weight-loss world, smelling like all the things that are typically on the "limited portions" list. Except fried chicken. I'm loving it.
Generally I associate seduction with the fragrance of spices and perhaps narcotic tuberose (like my bottle of Fracas at home). In reality, the things that seduce and titillate us are often simply those that have "Not Yours" written on them. And as for me, I am a sugar-scented temptress.
You could argue that I'm being masochistic, but honestly, smelling so yummy while I'm working my food plan out makes me really happy. My conditioner smells like a milkshake, my facial moisturizer like cake, my skin like the subtly sparkly Candy Fluff powder I dusted it with after my shower. It makes me realize that . . . [CLICK HERE FOR FULL POST]