Rubia

Friday, 11 PM, chaotic girl’s room: Nicki and I are eating sour gummy candies and locking our teenage dreams in place with hairspray. She lends me her vanilla deodorant with CFCs, I lend her my lipstick. Then...

Hmm. Upon the first spray, there is only a faint scent. I’m already wondering if I’m dealing with a "body mist," and I spray generously. The fragrance reminds me of straw flowers - or rather: of a meadow after a long...