I wish there was a 'Burnt Wood' perfume.
When I go 8 hours without burning something I start to crave the smell. Don't be alarmed, you would crave it too.
Hot, crisp, burns your nostrils when you get a big whiff, oh so satisfying.
Hannah, you know what I'm talking about here.
I did this little wooden box yesterday. It's a Christmas gift for someone who likes purple (my least favorite color). I honestly can't remember the last time I picked up a tube of purple paint, or a purple oil pastel, or purple crayon. I'm trying to let it grow on me a bit.