You’re reminded of something, a secret pleasure you had in the past. Your dad, who’s king of a large realm somewhere in the west, made you go to work. He thought you had to learn the value of having a job. During your middag break at office, you went shopping in a nearby wall. One day you were in the Body Shop and tried on some Morrocan Rose … Those were the days … You just felt sooooooo divine in your normal frock!