Ummm, yeah. I had one of those in my bathroom drawer of a scent I wasn't particularly fond of. Why haven't I thrown it away? Good question. I'll never know, but I can tell you one thing for sure, tonight I wish I had.
If you've ever been around a little girl, I think you already know where this is going.
Our five year old daughter was planning a wedding with two of her stuffed animals this evening and it was quite the event. All the dolls were coming.
Stuffed kitty was planned to marry stuffed lion so she needed to be "really pretty".
What makes a bride pretty? You guessed it. Going into my drawer, she found the perfume that I've told her I didn't want. Now you and I know this means, I don't like it...what SHE hears is that I don't want it so she can have it.
Like some sort of nuclear blast, in a split second our entire house smelled like something from the fragrance section of the mall exploded.
You know how you can always tell when there's an Abercrombie and Fitch within a three square mile area? Well that is now our house. Except it's AWFUL.
Running to her room, I gasped as Lauren Elizabeth stood there beaming, "She's PRETTY! She's ready for the wedding!" (As we all were now evidently.)
I have a pounding headache, I have no idea how to get rid of the stench and all six of us smell like...well...you can imagine.
How one tiny little bottle could emit such a stench will forever be a mystery. It's really bad though, like, I'm worried we're going to get letters from the school tomorrow, bad.
If you happen to see one of us, just give a wave from afar. You don't want any of this.
Maybe in a day or two it'll settle down, but for now, being a wedding planner is definitely out of her future. Come to think of it, we should probably keep her away from the fragrance department as well.
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