Lily of the Valley
As a little girl, I spent July and August with my family at our summer home outside of Boston. My grandma would always join us, which I loved. I remember driving down to the house with the windows invariably rolled down because my grandma would be doused in this heady perfume called Shalimar by Guerlain, which I found comforting and didn’t mind, but my …
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