{"product_id":"ill-cry-if-i-want-to","title":"I'll Cry If I Want To","description":"\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eYou walk into your dark home. You flip on a light. Toss your keys. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\"SURPRISE!\" \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eFriends and loved ones pop out from hidey-places, making you jump. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eConfetti is thrown at you. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!\" is shouted in unison. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eOh neat. What joy. It's making you feel itchy. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eGaaah. You didn't want this. You don't like surprises. You don't even like people. You wanted peace and quiet; to watch trash TV with your pets while you savored the vanilla cake pops you bought from that cute bakery.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eThe aroma of those sweet confections made you drool down the front of your top as you drove home. It was the only thing that made another birthday towards death worth celebrating. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eAh, and yet, here you are: a deer caught in headlights with a car plowin' towards you. A deer covered in confetti with drool down the front of her shirt. ( Who's filming this? This better not be Live. Better not be pictures. ) \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eYou excuse yourself by holding up your index finger. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eYou slink away to your room, smuggling your box of cake pops under your arm. You lock the door. You sink to the floor, the box cradled in your arms like a baby. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eC'mere, Kitty. You pat your lap.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eMeow. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eReveling in this moment with your cat curled up in your lap, you lift up a fragrant vanilla cake pop and hold it under your nose. Your eyes close. Inhale the sugary delight. Mmm. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eIf only there was a perfume that smelled like this, you muse as you roll the velvety cake pop against your cheek, neck and arms. You imagine it's leaving sparkling trails of radiating whimsical vanilla cake dust. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eSmell those notes of sparkling Coconut and Lemon goodness ... blended beautifully with Butter and Sugar ... and then a generous helping of Vanilla. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eMmm, you groan with rapture. You can't help it. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\"Where'd she go?\" Someone says outside your door. Snapped back into reality.  \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eThis time, you groan with annoyance. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eNow you understand the meaning behind that song, \"It's my party (and I'll Cry If I Want To)\". \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eYou would cry too if it happened to you.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eAnd you would. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eWith our I'll Cry If I Want To, you don't have to imagine what the fabulous scent of a vanilla cake pop would smell like in perfume form. We captured it perfectly for you. So enjoy that cake pop, Sis! Eat it. Don't smoosh it all over your body. Although, that might be fun ...\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eWritten by: Sherry Lyons\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003ePerfumers alcohol and fragrance oil.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e CAUTION:\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e For external use only. Avoid contact with eyes. Flammable—keep away from fire or flame. We highly recommend a patch test before full use, especially if you have sensitive skin. Discontinue use if irritation occurs. Store in a cool, dark place away from direct sunlight. Do not spray directly onto delicate fabrics. Keep out of reach of children and pets.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Glass Cauldron Fragrances","offers":[{"title":"3ml","offer_id":48998362939562,"sku":null,"price":5.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true},{"title":"15ml","offer_id":48998362972330,"sku":null,"price":18.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true},{"title":"30ml","offer_id":48998363005098,"sku":null,"price":30.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0707\/7032\/7722\/files\/95.png?v=1785723528","url":"https:\/\/glasscauldronfragrances.com\/products\/ill-cry-if-i-want-to","provider":"Glass Cauldron Fragrances","version":"1.0","type":"link"}