Before becoming a beauty editor, my background was in English literature (more specifically, novels and essays produced by women through the 19th and 20th centuries). Spending so much time in the company of books provided endless inspiration and intrigue in my daily life, transporting me to places and introducing me to people I never knew I needed before cracking open a cover. Between essays, presentations, and tests, I spent every possible moment in college reading to my heart's delight. Trust me—I have the horrible eyesight of a classic bibliophile to prove it.
Whenever I get the opportunity, I love drawing connections between some of my favorite literary works and the scents I wear on rotation. Keep reading for a look into my world with eight gorgeous scents to spark your imagination and five must-have home fragrances to help set the ambience before you dive into those pages.
"You are too generous to trifle with me. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged; but one word from you will silence me on this subject forever." — Fitzwilliam Darcy, Pride and Prejudice
“I've always loved you, and when you love someone, you love the whole person, just as he or she is, and not as you would like them to be.” — Anna Karenina, Anna Karenina
"Have you any notion how many books are written about women in the course of one year? Have you any notion how many are written by men? Are you aware that you are, perhaps, the most discussed animal in the universe?” — Virginia Woolf
“The future was sunset; the past was something to leave behind. And if it didn’t stay behind, well, you might have to stomp it out." — Toni Morrison
"A woman should be able to kiss a man beautifully and romantically without any desire to be either his wife or his mistress.” — Gloria Gilbert, The Beautiful and Damned
"All my heart is yours; sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile me from your presence forever." — Jane Eyre, Jane Eyre
"A rebel she was, but not of the kind he understood—a rebel who desired, not a wider dwelling-room, but equality beside the man she loved. For Italy was offering her the most priceless of all possessions—her own soul.” — E.M. Forster
"Dearest Cecilia, You’d be forgiven for thinking me mad, the way I acted this afternoon. The truth is I feel rather light headed and foolish in your presence, Cee, and I don’t think I can blame the heat."— Robbie Turner, Atonement