Growing up in California, seasons were never a big thing for me; probably because we didn’t really have them. I’ve been living on the east coast for seven years now, but it’s only in the past few years that I’ve really embraced the whole lifestyle change according to seasons. I now switch out my winter clothes for summer clothes (who wants a down jacket hanging in their closet when it’s 80+ degrees outside?), I start keeping iced coffee in my fridge around May, and most recently I start using different perfumes depending on the time of year.

I prefer something a bit more vanilla based in the fall, patchouli based in the winter, deep and rich floral for spring, and crisp, clean florals for the summer. In other words, Gucci Guilty in the fall, Tom Ford Violet Blonde in the winter, Viktor & Rolf’s Flower Bomb in the spring, and Chloé’s Eau de Parfum in the summer.

It’s strange how just one simple spritz of a fragrance can jumpstart a season for me, but it’s a strange feeling I happily embrace four times a year.