The Department Store
It was a bit chillier today than usual, so a friend and I decided to walk through the huge department store rather than around it to get to our destination. I avoid ground floors of such stores simply because the perfume department always seems to be on that floor and when the doors open, WHAM, I'm blown back with a wall of scents that I simply don't like.
“I mean, come on! There is very little oxygen in those places!” he exclaimed.
Simply put: I hate perfume. (Yeah, yeah, yeah, just the right amount on a lady can be nice, but other than that, I can't stand it.)
That said, it was chilly enough to make our way through a massive perfume center and as I sought my way through to the other side, praying that an oxygen mask might be available near the entrance, I did notice a couple of things:
1. there ain't no easy path as the crow flies to get out on the other side - good advertising/marketing/trickery
2. the bottles are pretty :-)
So, I held my breath in the fashion of a brave Navy Seal and dove into the underworld of scents and smells, sweet and pungent to do every amateur photographer's duty: to provide the world with new pictures.
I added the cherry blossoms to the beginning because though these don't have much fragrance, I do, in fact, love nature's scents from her flowers - just not the man-made stuff.
The last shot? I don't know. So maybe I like the shade of blue?
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