Most of my perfume bottles have been packed away for weeks (months?) as I moved across the country. Now that I’m here, I haven’t found a cabinet that I want for storage, so they’ve stayed in the moving boxes. I kept out a huge bag of samples, thinking that this would be the perfect time to try them. Instead, I find myself not wearing perfume at all. I don’t forget; I look at the bag of samples and it’s an assemblage of other people’s choices, and I don’t want that for myself. More than ever, I want only what I feel a connection with, only that which I’ve chosen to acquire and retain.