An Open Letter to the Eau de Parfumed One Whose Cloying Perfume Left Me Hallucinatory and Naked at t
Dear Eau de Parfumed One: I deeply appreciate the way your Dior Hypnotic Poison permeated my being so completely at the holiday party the other night. We get it, you can afford very expensive perfume, but it’s overpowering scent made it impossible to taste the delightful bacon wrapped scallops – I could only taste the candy-sweet notes of nail polish remover after our encounter. Not to worry, I don’t need my sense of smell or taste for anything important. I realize that your
