Candlemania
I am not a candle person. Don’t get me wrong, like many I enjoy the candlelight or fireplace when the occasion calls for it. I just hate dealing with hundreds of tealight candles or the preparation for lighting a fireplace. Some of my friends love the process. They become Casanovas in touch with their feminine side, lighting each tealight candle one by one delicately until they turn dark rooms into love shacks. I skip that whole ceremony, but I still can’t deny the importance of a good scented candle in the living room (especially if you have smokers or talented garlic/onion lover chefs as visitors). In the adventures I have taken to find a good candle, the Anthropologie stores have been lifesavers.