Small Memories

Two things...

First: 

As I was sitting in my bath tub the other night, I sat there wishing I had this:

As far back as I can remember Vitabath has always been in my home; well, the home I grew up in.  Only the Green Vitabath, no other "flavors" (green = lime) have made there way into the baths of the Clegg or the Thorn families.   My mother is a serial bather, as is my grandmother.  

The smell of Vitabath takes me back to my childhood; there are few things more comforting then taking a bath and being able to poor this fresh smelling liquid into the faucet as it is running with water.  

The Second thing:

Beautiful glass perfume bottles.  Growing up my mother always smelled delicious; as she still does.  (That is in a perfume way.)  It always amazes me how she can walk out of a room, after getting ready, and leave the room filled like some kind of paradise.  I don't know how she is able to do this on a regular bases?!

She always has more than a handful or yummy fragrances sitting on her mirrored table.  Not only are they filled with beautiful smells, but they look like little pieces of jewels.  A small piece of "little girl" heaven.