Fragrance of Our Fathers Part 4 + Liz Zorn Soivohle Studio Vanilla OTR Giveaway
Whether they wore a suit and tie or overalls they were our heroes. We waited for their return each night, or watched them get ready for a night on the town. Snapshots of their scents …we close our eyes and they are with us, and even a grown man feels very small. The aroma of crisp white shirts, a Cuban cigar, the smell of hay fields and the unforgettable aroma of Old Spice wafts our way. Close your eyes. Daddy’s home
