Easter Celebration = Perfume and Cake?

Yesterday, Monday, I experienced a part of Marghita's Easter celebration that I had previously enjoyed just hearing about. A friend in town and I have been wanting to get together and since she had yesterday off we decided to then. She told me that she was going to save so many cakes and sarmale (Cabbage rolls - my favorite!) for me and Caleb.
Monday actually seems to be the biggest day of Easter celebration here. See, on the day after Easter, especially in Hungarian culture, the boys dress up and go to every family member or friend who is a girl/woman - recited a poem and then proceeds to spray that girl/woman with perfume. Then the boys/men stay and eat cakes. Once done, they move on to the next home.
This happens the entire day. My friend told me that by the end of the day she would be sprayed with perfume about 20-30 times!
So we are over at her home when someone knocks on the door. A sheepish teenage boy walks in and turns bright red at the fact that he has to do his "perfuming" with 2 foreign girls in the kitchen! He was so embarrassed that he couldn't even say the poem and refused to eat any cakes. Before I knew it he was squirting the tops of our heads and hightailing it to the door.
When my friend's husband and son arrived I got squirted a lot. Her son had an aerosol can and really enjoyed the constant stream of perfume that he could put upon his 'victims' : )
Regardless of the number of times I had to wash my hair last night it was really cool to take part in this tradition.