Friend: BPAL has a perfume that makes me think of you, by the description.
Friend: NUCLEAR WINTER 2008
Annihilation. The ice, desolation and barrenness of nuclear devastation shot through by a beam of radioactive mints.
Friend: But, Jennifer=Apocalypse in my head.
Friend: In a good way.


Of course, now I want to try the BPAL. I may have to do another BPAL order thing.