Serge has convinced us that: smelling like a sweaty Mongolian is hot. Moroccan kitchens on a Saturday night? Well, yeah, yummy! Iris surrounded by metallic dirt, clanging like a gong until the cute little spice note shows up is enchanting.… Continue Reading
It wasn’t until Monday afternoon that I realized it was the first of March. March always sneaks up on me. This year January and February lasted approximately nine years. But that FAIL post on Monday was fun, eh? I think… Continue Reading
Since March dabbles around all the time in celeb scents, I decided to go trawling around as well. Queen by Queen Latifah is her first entry into the perfume market. From the marketing copy: “The top notes premiere with lightly… Continue Reading