You’re all going to kill me. For two reasons.
1. I snapped up a 1/4 ounce SIP bottle of Dimanche from Strange Invisible Perfumes. Notes of orange, Iris, rose, honey, amber & cocoa. Limited to like 20 bottles, I’m sure all of which are gone, and I have no idea if they’ll refill my bottle even if I beg. If you don’t care for Strange Invisible Perfumes normally, this one likely won’t register for you as the breaker in the mold – it is definitely SIP’esque – but if you are a fan, it is really gorgeous. There’s a sharpish feel that I normally get with SIP perfumes that is present here, but the honey and cocoa are so perfectly blended with the iris, it fairly soars, and then settles out with honeyed hay rolling around (I know, right?! Not expecting that). I wouldn’t call this a gourmand at all, those notes just aren’t used that way and aren’t sweet. Maybe they’ll make more if you ask for it? Well, I’m hoping. It was $310 for a bottle. Sample came from my own purchased bottle.
2. Brain-dead week. I’m in the middle of a 33-day nutrition and exercise program that is great, but in the middle of this is a cleanse, which I’m in the middle of as well, and toxins are leaving and kinda ground me up for a day. Much better today than yesterday. But have also been doing training all this week and sending my brain out in chunks. Energy laggeth still from long days and not very much creativity, so my apologies!
Thanks, all, for all the lovely comments on Tuesday about enabling. It was a super-long work day for me that started at 5 a.m. and ended about 11 p.m., and I really wanted to play in comments, but just had no time to do it. xoxox