Mom's signature scent was Fendi long before Southern women knew Fendi was kewl. For 20 years or so, Mom has spritzed this hypnotizing potion on all pressure points before heading out the door. Her closet smells only of Fendi. You ask anyone you know and they'll tell you, "That RM, she always smells so good." It is with great heartbreak that I announce to all of you (namely, my readers who fall into the 40+ catgegory), Fendi is discontinuing this edition. While in Manhattan over the summer, we scoured every borough for just one bottle. You could see the heartbreak in Mom's eyes when she was only able to stuff one lonely bottle into her suitcase. Thanks to the interwebs, Mom got quite lucky last week. SHE FOUND IT! (Or so she thought.) The world's smallest bottle of perfume arrived today. Maybe enough for a week. 2 weeks if she's lucky. What. A. Let. Down.
(You don't even want to know what she paid for this.)
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