When I smell pho, I just automatically think of my mom. All these nostalgic feelings and memories come rushing through my head.
I want my home to look good, feel good, and smell good. I want it to be inclusive, to reflect the people who live there.
I think passion in a physical way goes hand in hand with taste and smell.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
I’m so in love with the United States. Not as a patriot. I’m in love with America like it’s my first girlfriend. The geography, the people, the smell, the touch, the taste, the gas stations. I’m madly in love with America.
In terms of brands, I generally try to stick with EDITION Hotels or Soho House. That way, I know what I’m getting myself into. Plus, the lobbies and bath soaps smell the same – if you’re into that kinda thing, which I am.
I judge people on how they smell, not how they look.
I can smell trouble miles away.
