 | | 2016-07-27 17:06
From blog Finding Femme
Plum and Blue
For today’s post with my violet cardigan playing with violets in the garden, I feel the need to tell you about the smell of violets and why they remind me so much of Paris and London. My great grandmother (the one who taught me to pronounce Grand Prix) used to have violets growing in her garden. She passed away when I turned 8, but when I turned 18, my friends Erin and Ashley bought me a bag of purple things because purple was my favourite colour at the time. In that bag was a small tube of violet perfume. It wasn’t anything expensive. It was just a little pump of pure violet. At first I didn’t use it, but it did remind my of my British great...
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