Yesterday morning while I was showering, Jennifer brought Pom in from outside, and brought her in to see me.
I began to wonder if we are at our most iconic scent when we get out of the shower. We've just cleaned ourselves, and then begun the layering of scents. Our shampoo, soap, shaving cream, whatever.
Then I thought maybe it's once we've done our hair and added cologne.
Or last night, when she was climbing into my shirt drawers while I was putting clean, folded shirts away, I thought, maybe it's that point when we're finally dressed and there's the added scent of detergent and fabric softener.