Me: “Yadda Yadda Yadda.”
Me: “Are you wearing tuberose?”
Her: “No, I’m wearing Kim Kardashian.”
Me: “You smell lovely.”
For a tuberose hater (me) I kinda like the trashy KK. I spritzed some on my shopping list while at Bi-Mart a few weeks ago, and it was raised eyebrows all the way. Huh.
I supose the key to winning me over to the white floral side of the aisle required a special something: a sex-tape-vixen-turned-reality-TV-star element. Nice!