Once upon a time, there was a wise old man. He grew up living true to himself and believing in himself, and the time has come for him to pass along his wisdom. Despite being very wise and spiritual, he never abandoned his fancy side. He knew how to enjoy his life. And as such, in between his spiritual stories and tears of wisdom, he would introduce a young man to a high-quality way of living. One of them being the fragrance that he particularly enjoyed, that is, Jo Malone.
Once upon another time, that young man felt like learning the art of feng shui. After making tiny improvements, one and the other, he felt compelled to follow a romantic advice: Buy a bouquet of fresh cut roses, the redder the better, and then place them at a certain direction of his house. And he therefore did as such, one week after another, purchasing cut roses from the nearby grocers without fail.
As the young man wanted to become like the old man, he eventually decided to visit Jo Malone and purchase a perfume for himself. His favorite scent was English Pear and Freesia - but he told himself that he'd save it for his eventual significant other. Someone who he cares for and is precious for him, and someone who would wear the fragrance well.
"Too bad roses don't smell anywhere as nice as freesias," he thought to himself every time he buys his cut roses.
At a time, however, the grocer was pretty much out of roses, probably because Valentine's has just passed by. Thus whimsically, he decided to purchase a bundle of white freesias instead. As he looked up the meaning of freesias, he learned that freesias symbolize friendship and innocence. How fitting. He was meeting a woman for dinner at that night, and as a celebration for Valentine's, and in keeping with his intentions, he planned to give her a cut of freesia.
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(to be continued)
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