Obviously, you’re getting flowers for your mom on Mother’s Day. But if you really want to impress, your usual gift should include something special: a luxe fragrance. Not sure how to pick the right one? Just use your mom’s favorite flower as a guide. BECKY PEDERSON
THE NOTES: Crisp garden scents are what your mom loves, as evidenced by the blooming borders in her garden. This scent’s top notes of bergamot, pear, and Mediterranean orange are uplifting, but the added amber and leather accord give it sophisticated roots.
THE NOTES: Since your mom signed up for Instagram just so she could look at pics of these oft-photographed flowers, it’s a safe bet that she’ll appreciate a flacon full of their scent. Subtly fresh notes of lychee, lily of the valley, and magnolia complement the honey and cedar wood base notes for an air of elegant femininity.
THE NOTES: Five A.M. wakeup calls are a regular occurrence for your mom and her sunrise yoga obsession. She’s perfect, then, for this fragrance and its sparkling green notes inspired by dewy petals capturing the morning sun. Freesias combined with top notes of fresh lemon and frozen mandarin create a bright floral sensation.
THE NOTES: Your mom’s vintage sensibilities have always drawn her towards timeless violet bouquets. The combination of violet leaves and petals, strawberries, and ruby red grapefruit truly sparkles. White woods, vanilla, and musk fashion a masculine base that gives this playful scent an edge.
THE NOTES: Variety is the spice of life, as your mom knows. Nirvana Black is a sensual mix of violet, sandalwood, and peony while Nirvana White captivates with peony, muguet, and tender musk. Your mom can wear them layered or individually. Or you can gift her one and gift yourself the other—we won’t judge.
THE NOTES: Thanks to her tropical-destination wedding, exotic flowers are what your mom truly desires. The ylang ylang here produces a radiant aroma as the lemon and pink pepper hit you like a welcome spray from an ocean wave. United with coconut milk and musk, the sweet salt scent feels like vacation.
This is a RINN fic that features the gang and a few extra surprises.
Based during World War II in England (1939-1945) I hope you like it! I’ve loved writing it!
21st March 1940
Dear Diary, Today Dad told me that we’ve got some land girls coming to work on the farm. He’s certainly being risky. People in these parts don’t like land girls. I remember when the Smiths told everyone they were getting land girls; they only lasted a few months. Village turned ont girls and girls left.