Friday, August 19, 2005

one whiff, oh baby just one whiff

Sometimes my dog Audrey's paws smell like Frito-Lays chips...


...and I'm suddenly a kid again.

It's amazing how smells can transport us back in time. I squeeze by someone on the train and I'm in my grandmother's apartment, or with my sister in Texas. Vanilla musk and I'm with my childhood best friend. Vanilla Noir and I'm back working in LA.

Sometimes I wish I could bottle those moments, and wear them around my neck, for rainy days like today.

But for now, I will settle for occasional flashes and glimpses...

and random frito-paw moments.
posted by Danielle @ 12:26 PM |

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