When I went to Sniffa in October, I went a day early so I could go to CB I Hate Perfume in Brooklyn.  I met a couple gals there, and we sniffed all sorts of fun things. But it was his Wildflower Honey that entranced me.  Later that night, in the movie theater as I [...]

Of all the perfume accords, in all the world, musk was the one, in general terms, I couldn’t warm to. Ironically, considering how fleshy and real musks often are. Though I don’t exactly wear scents that are diaphanous little creatures, swept away by a gentle sigh, though I like me some full-bodied juice, musks… somehow… [...]

When I was in Paris, I fell in love with the paintings of James Ensor.    I don’t like this style of painting at all, the technique doesn’t speak to me, but as I was walking through the exhibit, thinking, um, no, I entered a room that brought tears to my eyes.  Art doesn’t make me [...]

First off, my apologies to those I offended Monday with my remarks about idiots shoveling their cars out.  I was attempting to be flip and funny and, as sometimes happens, I ended up being offensive.  Of course I am grateful for all the emergency, road and other personnel who have dug out and driven in [...]

Can I just note here that it baffles me how anyone can go through the process of creating a perfume and then not name it.  Does that mean there’s no name worthy of bestowing upon the scent or that the creative team that  is in charge of marketing couldn’t agree?  I mean, if I was [...]