I know, I know you think I'm an idiot and to be fair you aren't far off but in this instance, it is not a moment of idiocy to blame, rather it all comes down to me being a nostalgic fool. As a little 'un (well little-r, I never quite grew over the 5ft mark) whenever I went on holiday, I'd send home a postcard and bring home a suitcase of mementos for my scrapbook. I've long since given up on scrapbooking but still enjoy nothing more than a forever token reminder, of my time spent in a new place; unfortunately for me this has now morphed into pricey Le Labo candle habit.

A Le Labo candle may seem like an odd choice to commemorate any event, let alone a short trip abroad but let me explain my reasoning: first of all, you don't need me to tell you that the complex yet divine fragrances of the Le Labo house are forever appealing - special occasion or not - but did you know that Le Labo offer custom labels" No me neither, well until July of last year that is. Essentially any Le Labo cologne or candle, can be decorated with a small and perhaps meaningful message of your own; I choose to go with the address I stayed at both times I stayed in NYC in 2016. Two different locations, two luxurious scents and two very contrasting set of memories, each of which come alive when I open the box containing said candle. Yes I know life is for living and if you pay £50 for a luxury candle, you should damn well light it and enjoy it; one day I will, perhaps when I have a place of...