Harper’s Bazaar played me like a fiddle. With their June issue came a freebie—actually, two freebies. And not just any random minis. No. These were from L’Occitane. The only brand I mysteriously forgive for not being 100% natural. I don’t even have a logical reason for this. It’s like when someone asks why you fell in love with that person—you’re not going to reply with a ten-point checklist titled “His flawless family tree.” Love is blind. Period. Subconscious devotion, wrapped in aluminum tubes and Provençal dreams. The gifts? Two little joys from the Verbena line: a body lotion and a…