Okay, so I had come out of the shower when my husband dropped by on my side of the bathroom (our schoolhouse/home has girls/boys rooms, now connected by a walk-through shower at the far end). He was looking through my fragrance cabinet and asking what was what, when he said, "Where's Stella?"
I handed it to him and he asked, "Can men where Stella?"
"Sure!" I encouraged him.
He sprayed some on his wrists. "If I wear it, I can smell it all the time," he noted.
Well, isn't that the point of wearing something you like? So now it's his. He thinks it smells tobacco-y. I'd rather catch SRA on the wind occasionally than wear it for long periods anyway.
I handed it to him and he asked, "Can men where Stella?"
"Sure!" I encouraged him.
He sprayed some on his wrists. "If I wear it, I can smell it all the time," he noted.
Well, isn't that the point of wearing something you like? So now it's his. He thinks it smells tobacco-y. I'd rather catch SRA on the wind occasionally than wear it for long periods anyway.
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