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It's February, which means two things: 1) It is both very cold and very dark outside, and 2) We could really use a fancy candle right about now. Usually, this all happily coincides with the annual, much-anticipated Diptyque sample sale. But this year, it's different. This year, in this time of dire need, we have heard ... crickets. Silence. Nothing but the cold, merciless wind hurtling through our candle-less homes.
Diptyque, why have you forsaken us? Is it simply too cold for you? Are you repelled by the obviousness of our thirst? Either way, we are mourning this period with deep sorrow, and patiently await your swift arrival whilst shivering in our dark, frigid apartments.