Scent Notes: Fresh resin, warm incense, the way you grind your teeth in traffic, frankincense and myrrh. We all hate something deeply. Perhaps it's the sound of one of your students crunching on a carrot. Perhaps it's olives or cilantro. Perhaps it's the way people come to a full stop in a roundabout in order for you to enter, even though that's just not how roundabouts work. It could be that flickering fluorescent bulb at the dentist or the smell of overly ripe bananas. What about the way small tools only seem to come in pink? I NEED A SMALL HAMMER, I DO NOT NEED IT TO BE PINK. [Takes deep breath...] Anyway, the word for the object of your futile loathing is anathema. An anathema can be anything you have a major distaste for, things that totally set you off. Perhaps, now that you have read this perfume description, you will be able to take this word out into the world and use it. Put Anathema in emails and text messages. Casually drop it into conversations with your friends. Most of all, use it to give your feelings validity in your daily trip to the refrigerator where someone has, yet again, touched the handle with sticky hands and left sticky evidence.
