My Whiff Story
As a little girl I remember my father had the most memorable colognes. Every time he hugged me, my heart would fill with love and delight. My appreciation for scent only grew, for my mother would play a scent game with myself and siblings. We would open up bottles of jams, jars or spices, and boxes of herbs: guessing and testing who could identify the most smells.
My love and appreciation for scent had developed: and I was only 4 years old.
Scented spaces is a blog on how a space could smell, join me and we will explore together.