For about a decade of my life I saw 11:11 on the clock everyday, no matter what. At first, it creeped me the hell out. But then, I just accepted it and came all the way around to actually enjoy and be comforted by it. (And of course, as soon as I was comforted by it, it disappeared all-together from my life. I’m sure there’s a metaphor or lesson in there somewhere, but too much for me to decode right now.)
Anyway, it didn’t surprise me in the slightest when I fell in love with smell of 11:11. It’s a unisex blend that has a bold yet comforting scent. I’ve been spritzing it in my hair (that’s where I put all my perfumes because if I don’t they only stay with me for an hour tops), and loving it.
Just a little PSA if you need a last minute gift for a man or a woman — or you can slyly buy it for someone and then steal spritzes from time to time.