Hippie Chic…Flower Child Fusion
When I got to the bottle of patchouli, it was like I had stepped into a whole new reality.

I can remember the first time I smelled patchouli. I was at the mall and a new store had opened that caught my nose as I was walking by. Inside there was a circular kiosk holding little bottles of perfume oils. There were exotic names such as White Musk, Amber, Tea Rose, Leap and Oceanus. When I got to the bottle of patchouli, it was like I had stepped into a whole new reality. I was swept away to a place that felt peaceful, calm and grounding. Perfect for a teenager during a time of transition.
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