But once that door was open, it could not be shut. One day I realized that my “signature scent” was 12 bottles crammed into my medicine cabinet. Purely coincidentally, that discovery roughly coincided with my doctor saying he thought I had ADD and should maybe consider medication.
— Elizabeth Licata writes about her perfume wardrobe, in I Tried to Find My One Signature Scent, and I Just Wound Up with 39 Bottles of Perfume and an ADD Diagnosis at The Gloss.
Thirty-nine? Pfft. Amateur.
She has no idea what will happen if she doesn’t shut that door.