I'm in the bathroom playing around. I have perfume from Avon and I can't believe how good it smells. "Winchester Cathedral" is playing on the beige clock radio in my parents bedroom down the hall. I love that song.
I have this headscarf that's pink with yellow flowers on one side and yellow with pink on the other. It's cotton and kind of sturdy and the right size for a kid. I think it's elegant. I spray it with the delicious perfume until it's wet. It's reeking. I think it smells heavenly but everybody in my family complains and teases me. My Dad call it "stinky". It's fun, this teasing, I know they don't really mind. For weeks I wear that scarf as often as I can get away with it.