This is 9 years ago when I was 16, my now fiance was 21, and we were madly in love, in a bottle. This is his worn leather coat that smelled of him, cigarettes, Drakkar and of course leather. This is me wearing that coat, smelling the deep red roses he used to send to me. This is pure memory.
This is also now, reunited after 7 years of being apart, him burying his nose into my neck to smell Whip, and loving it. This is the new leather coat he bought me for Christmas and the lovely red roses he sent me last week just because.
This is getting a 5ml order next week