This morning I flushed an entire bottle of the dazzlingly fresh fragrance
Dolce Gabbana Light Blue down my toilet. I really don't know what else to say. Somehow I happened to be flushing the toilet and hurriedly trying to spray on my perfume before I left the house... and
kerplunk. Then I stood paralyzed and dramatically screamed
NO! NO! as I watched the bottle get sucked away in slow motion. Goodbye $60. Farewell clean uplifting (saucy and seductive) scent. Maybe I will plunge the toilet later and the perfume will emerge from that hole... it may shoot out as though being reborn from the
womb of that
porcelain biatch. I hate that stupid toilet.
R.I.P. My friend. My concealer of body oder. Your scent will live on in my scarf.
January 2008-April 17, 2008
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***** update: a hasty #2 led to clogging of toilet. quick response from maintence man while I was out drinking and checking out a band. thank you. I returned at 3am to find poo cover bottle of light blue on bathroom counter. recovery. i repeat, full recovery. i'm not above wearing the perfume. it still smells great. ain't no shame in my game.
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