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claudia:
seriouslythough:
We all know my obsession with libraries, and now I can smell like one. In the Library perfume smells like “a signed first edition of a favorite novel, Russian and Moroccan leather bindings, worn cloth and a hint of wood polish.”
Want.
I want to spritz this on my neck and dance around to Cake — “You think she’s an open book but you don’t know which page to turn to, do you?”