Orange Dreams

In PREENING by Stephanie Klein1 Comment

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.


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