When I smell Chanel No. 5, I smell grandma. She has been wearing this perfume since I was a baby. When I came back from my trip to Australia, she was standing on the doorstep with a lovely little package. Inside was the granddaughter of Chanel No. 5: a bottle of Chanel Chance eau Fraîche. So nice. I only spray that on when I'm going to do something special. At my first coffee at the Amayzine editorial office, a special dinner, or of course when I visit my grandma.