On PST I asked what everyone is looking forward to for the summer: food, scent, whatever. I mentioned that I’ve joined a group that’s going to create a community vegetable garden in a corner of a local park. We’ll donate the food to local food banks, and get students in the local schools out there tilling the soil for Community Service credits and the scouts for their badges. I like the idea of tilling the soil and am looking forward to the idea of growing something.
I was cleaning the perfume shelf and ran across something I hadn’t thought about for a long time: Bvlgari Blv. I didn’t buy this one, it was a gift. Back in the last century I worked at a bookshop in 2 Rodeo. There was a couple who were visiting from Europe who were looking for guidebooks and tips on things to do in the area. I love Los Angeles (and Santa Barbara, where they were heading) so I gave them a list of things to do and see. The next Monday the man came back with a wrapped package as a thank-you, which I thought was incredibly nice of them.
It was Bvlgari Blv.
I don’t like Bvlgari Blv. It’s one of those clean, fresh things that hate me. Of course I was effusive in my thanks since it was a very generous thing to do.
So, what have you been gifted that just wasn’t you?
Photo of the garden plot we’ll be soon tilling is mine.