ladies, listen. if walking past the three rolled-down inches of your car window engulfs me in a less than great perfume-ish cloud, and you are not even in the car, something is wrong.
similarly, when i then walk into a chinese takeout restaurant and cannot smell even a faint aroma of chinese food because you are ten feet away, then, lady, people in your life hate you and are too nice to tell you.
or they can no longer smell.
also. if lonely is the new black, then color me fashionable.
don't let me down..