Fhaldara

„Then and Now”
I have always loved perfume. As a child I would make trips to the 5 and 10 cent store (the then equivalent of today's dollar stores) spending my change on 'perfumes' - they were little more than colored water, but nonetheless pretty. I would sit by my mother's vanity table as she got ready for her day, hoping for a tiny spritz of her signature Blue Grass. I would watch for the Avon lady to visit my grandmother, knowing there would be samples that she would dole out to me for 'being good'. And I'll...