Purfumes and other memories
Jul. 26th, 2007 11:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
saitainaThere are times I really hate my grandmother, she is after all, the ultamite bitch to which nothing can impress her or keep her from treating you like dirty gum on the bottom of her shoe.
But no matter how much I hate her, no matter how angry I am...I can't help but feeling like I'm five, a time when my grandmother was the greatest woman in the world, whenever I smell her perfume.
It's an odd smell, and not one I really like. It's too heavy with alchol and other harsh scents, almost like when you get too close to someone with too much make up on (WHY do they put perfumes in make-up?), but it's distinctly hers, which is strange since she owns like twenty bottles of perfume, yet the scent never changes.
Years ago she gave me a bottle of her favorite. It's a cheap little knock-off that agrivates my allergies and makes me have trouble breathing...I don't wear it usually, since I don't like the scent...but every so often...
Every so often I dab it on and drown in the scent that is distinctly my grandmother.
There are times I really hate my grandmother...and times I can't help but love her.
*sniffs wrist*
But no matter how much I hate her, no matter how angry I am...I can't help but feeling like I'm five, a time when my grandmother was the greatest woman in the world, whenever I smell her perfume.
It's an odd smell, and not one I really like. It's too heavy with alchol and other harsh scents, almost like when you get too close to someone with too much make up on (WHY do they put perfumes in make-up?), but it's distinctly hers, which is strange since she owns like twenty bottles of perfume, yet the scent never changes.
Years ago she gave me a bottle of her favorite. It's a cheap little knock-off that agrivates my allergies and makes me have trouble breathing...I don't wear it usually, since I don't like the scent...but every so often...
Every so often I dab it on and drown in the scent that is distinctly my grandmother.
There are times I really hate my grandmother...and times I can't help but love her.
*sniffs wrist*
