A Present For Me

On the day I passed my driving test I decided I had deserved a present.
But what should it be?
Books, for example, are not presents, they are a necessity to be bought on a regular basis.
Clothes I don’t need since I simply put on my favourite jeans, T-shirt and slippers before moving from bedroom to the home office next door every morning.

A perfume? Not a bad idea, though I’m more than satisfied with my two samples of Teutonic art of perfumery.

Then I remembered I had seen a site selling Skin Whitening Products That Improve Dark Skin Complexion. And suddenly I grew unnaturally curious about the kind of perfume people who buy such products are supposed to like. So I ordered a flask of the only kind they have. On the 12th of October. It arrived yesterday, but at least it did arrive.

Now, I don’t think much of trying to be whiter than the truth, but I do like the perfume. It reminds me of another one I used to know, though not by name, and it is quite strong, a bit exotic, but not too much.

Still, I do need to be careful not to overdo my internet adventures as they tend to have an impact on my not-so-virtual bank account…