For mother’s day I got my mom perfume. I am ashamed of this because I was lured into purchasing some christian audigier fragrance, which while lovely packaged in a gaudy red box complete with gold filigree skulls, did not exude the “I love you mom” vibe I was going for. Anyways, I almost returned it on principal alone, who care what is smells like. Anything linked to Ed Hardy is tacky evil. Anyways, I ran into a girl I knew who does marketing for those brands and it smelled half decent, so I went for it. In return she gave me a bunch of samples, one of which is making me smell like a teenage girl cruising the local mall for spiky haired boys wearing leather, and collars. I must donate these samples immediately.