Thursday, March 19, 2009

THAT WHICH WE CALL A ROSE BY ANY OTHER NAME WOULD SMELL AS SWEET


All over this shit these days from Crabtree and Evelyn; in the air, on my sheets, in my wardrobe, in my hair; not kidding. Bought a bottle yesterday. Rose Water is my new thing this summer. Maybe I'll start drinking it. I also like Boot's Damask Rose stuff.

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