This week is going to be jam-ola; I’m writing this Sunday night because come tomorrow at o’dark-thirty, we begin a mad dash to quote a huge job (pray for your Evil Auntie Alien, okay?). It has to be in Wednesday am so if I’m slow to respond on Tuesday don’t be mad, okay? I promise I’ll get back to you later in the day because I am really interested in what you guys will have to say about this post. Well, I’m always interested (otherwise, why bother writing, right?) but this one is a little, shall we say’ different? Yes. Different.
Let’s talk Afterlife, okay? Not your afterlife. The afterlife of your perfumes and other collections once you either depart this particular plane or…you no longer are able to care for or about your collections. I am not trying to be morbid here – this thought comes up a lot for me because a) I’m moving into the back end of middle age (there will come a time when we Boomers will simply have to Give. It. Up. Yeah, 50 is the New 30, blahblahblah….but what? 90 will be the New 50? Maybe….but…..well, okay moving on)… And b) I have a Whole Lotta Stuff, most of it well-curated collections that I love and don’t want to give up yet but need to ‘plan’ for. Western Civ is not known for its casual acceptance of diminution and death and never moreso has it been fought against than with mine own generation. But at some point we are going to have to shuffle off our mortal coils. And as you guys know, I’ve had a passing convo with Death already, so I’m not quite as skeeved by it as others might be. Then the vaunted New York Times ran this article about that very thing. And it’s that time of year when I start decluttering the perfume cabinet and moving warmer weather frags to the front… and you know what? It’s a LOT of stuff. No matter if you collect vintage Guerlain, Lladro porcelains or plastic clowns, have you thought about ‘the next phase’ for your Collections? Those of you who have children or younger friends with the same interests are lucky – the cubs couldn’t care less about my stuff – they want their dad’s motorcycles and tools. My stuff? yeah, right. I’ve arranged for a 911 transfer of my perfumes to a perfumista friend (and she to me) but we’re both hoping we won’t have to enact that plan. Will my goddaughter want my vintage L’Aimant? Prolly not. Then again, who would’ve thought I would want it! Decisions, decisions…hedging bets against an uncertain future. Good grief! What a downer. Sorry.
I’ve started taking a rather actuarial look at my collections and lots of interesting emotions are popping up. For example, the egotistical part of me would love to have my vintage Blenko glass collection go for a huge sum – then I remember the intense joy I got when I got my vintage cylinder vase with the blue/green snakes ($11. Antique mall) – perhaps it should go back out into the Universe thusly, allowing for someone else to get that quickening of joy. Ditto the puppet story books from my childhood, which, after 30 years of searching, I finally stumbled upon (Cinderella. $1. Goodwill. Thank you)
I am unlikely to stop acquiring perfume anytime soon but you wanna talk ‘actuarial’? Were I to stop this very minute, and still live another 40 years (putting me at the hefty age of 96) in full physical and mental health…allowing for daily, non-soaking application of scent (heck, I’ll give it a fighting chance and do two different apps daily, as so many of us do, SOTD and SOTE)…I am still unlikely to be able to drain my current collection in this lifetime. And I am a piker compared to a lot of perfume collectors.
So tell me about your plans. Besides perfume, what do you collect??? (c’mon, you know you do) What are you going to do with all of it? I’m still working on mine…and yet..More Stuff keeps showing up!