One day you walk into your bedroom and realize that it’s full of crap for little kids! So you grab a big black garbage bag, and into it you start tossing everything that seems “kiddish”. Gone are the dolls, stuffed animals, and all the cheap body sprays. You stare at your room: now it’s a blank canvas for you to add something from your past and who you are now – you’re still a kid but not as much as you were before. You reach for: Confetto. Bitter almond but with a vanilla that makes it palatable. The sweetness paired with an almost plastic cherry reminds you of the dolls you’ve just gotten rid of, so you’re satisfied that just because they’re gone doesn’t mean they’re forgotten. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
