I have always been a seeker of the perfect scent. Problem is, I have a negative sensitivity to smells; some perfumes even give me an instant, splitting migraine. And I’m quite talented at spotting a smell a mile away, and oftentimes even identifying it correctly. One year, I had gone to Nantucket with a boyfriend,… Continue reading Perfume – an exerpt from “Confessions of a Travel Snob”
No one bemoaned her fate so epically as that 4 year old in the Trader Joe's.