I’m obsessed. There will be some type of happiness study done some time down the road, and they will discover that scent can trigger lasting happiness. Because when I smell Orange Sanguine, I feel like I’m in Spain. Not just-landed airport-Spain, but 4 days in, afternoon post-siesta shopping in Madrid Spain.

I don’t know if people value scent enough. Not the ability to smell, but the ability for a scent to transform your mind. To change your thoughts, which create your feelings, which determine what you do. This is how I justify my Sephora purchases. Tonight I’m spraying some Orange Sanguine before bed, so I can dream in color.