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I picked up Cheryl Holt’s Total Surrender last night in an effort to help me sleep. I’ve read it before, but I couldn’t remember a damn thing about the book. That’s sure changed, as the following paragraph will be forever burned into my brain:

“Madam, I just mistakenly had my mouth on your breast, and my hand up your twat, I’d say that makes everything about you, my business.”

Wow, what a charming hero. Who says romance is dead…

Urrrgghh, in the last couple of weeks, I’ve picked up at least eight books, and have put them all down by the time I got halfway through.

I simply have no interest in reading at the moment, and it’s pissing me off. I’ve bought several DVDs to compensate, but the majority of them are still sitting unopened in the DVD cabinet.

I started reading an old Temptation book the other day, but I even struggled to finish that.

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The following post is what happens when you mix an insanely busy day with pizza, and a movie in the evening…

Myself and my GFs went to see Mamma Mia tonight (I knew every word to every single Abba song), it was fabulously campy, but I’ll write more about┬áthe movie┬álater this week.

We somehow got onto the subject of signature perfumes. (We went for pizza before the movie) We all decided that everybody has a signature smell. Mine is Estee Lauder’s Pleasures, and has been since 1995. All my friends have at one time or another, bought me a bottle of the stuff because they know how much I love it. Thirteen years loyalty to one perfume. Sigh.

Of course I wear other perfumes. For example, I’m loving Calvin Klein’s CKIN2U at the mo, and DKNY Be Delicious Night, Hugo Boss Femme, and The One, by Dolce and Gabbana, are just some of the perfumes that are sitting on my dressing table at this moment in time. But no matter how many different perfumes I buy, or other people buy for me, I always go back to Pleasures.

I associate certain smells with certain people, for instance, I can’t smell Lancome’s Poeme, or Classique by Jean Paul Gaultier, without thinking of a particular friend. DKNY reminds me of my sister. TTG’s smell is Hugo Boss, and Chanel No. 5 and Anais Anais belong to my mother.

Do you have a signature perfume? If so what is it, and how long have you worn it for?