You can't make this stuff up.
I received a package of samples from one of our highly esteemed senior members yesterday. Unable to contain my childlike glee, I had to pop open a vial of D. R. Harris sandalwood aftershave and splash on a few drops.
My nine year old future supermodel walks in, sniffs the air, looks at me with her pie plate eyes and says,
"I smell dead people."
She's becoming quite the little reviewer, I must say. Here's her take on Penhaligon's Castile-
"Rotting oranges and armpit hair."
Geeze. Talk about a tough customer.
I received a package of samples from one of our highly esteemed senior members yesterday. Unable to contain my childlike glee, I had to pop open a vial of D. R. Harris sandalwood aftershave and splash on a few drops.
My nine year old future supermodel walks in, sniffs the air, looks at me with her pie plate eyes and says,
"I smell dead people."
She's becoming quite the little reviewer, I must say. Here's her take on Penhaligon's Castile-
"Rotting oranges and armpit hair."
Geeze. Talk about a tough customer.