Since it looks like I’ll have my own place May or June 1, I started shopping online for my old French perfume. Afterall, living on my own means that I can, once again, use scented products without slaughtering one of my roommates! Huzzah.
Arielle, my longtime favorite perfume since highschool made by Fragonard, the wonderful French perfumerie, has, sometime over the last year, been discontinued.
I had half a bottle left with Jenn at the old apartment. I’m sure it has since been pitched at some point during the horrific endgame that was our friendship (and yes, totally my fault. Much more was lost than half a bottle of discontinued perfume, but it’s one more thing lost during that time in my life that cannot be replaced).
One more thing gone.
It’s funny how sometimes it’s the little things that get to you.