Do You Tabu, Two?

First of all I want to thank all of you that left faceplace messages for my annual 39^th birthday. It was greatly appreciated. I actually ended up doing practically nothing over the weekend: there was the return of the annual Concours on Rodeo classic car show, but since practically everyone I know has come up positive for Covid within 24 hours of hanging out with me, I, despite testing negative, decided to skip it. I went by and there were of course throngs of people, so I took myself, my convertible, and my hypochondria for as much as a drive as I could manage with $6.50/gallon gas and 90 degree heat. Then home to a Buffy marathon and cheese.

One funny thing: I posted I collage I thought was humorous (attached) asking which I should choose at my b-day gift: a $100k Porsche, a $100k Patek Phillipe watch, a $3 million penthouse, or a $3 Perlier soap. I thought it was a cute joke: “We all know I don’t have the budget for the former 3, but soap is good too!” Ha, ha, right? Well, I guess it wasn’t funny or I present as being a lot more wealthy that I am since people were saying to pick the Porsche, or the Patek, or all of them. Unless they were goofing on me and I just didn’t get it. Since I haven’t hit Powerball yet it’s a moot point.

Annoying how you actually have to purchase a ticket in order to play.

JC in “Flamingo Road” from IMDB

In any case, onto the main event. As you know from last week, Musette sent me a bottle of the real deal Tabu, just at the same time I got a sample of the vintage stuff from Surrender to Chance. WOW. What a difference some reformulations make. The vintage opens with a candy sweet woods, closer to sarsaparilla than root beer, jacked up with,, bourbon? It goes though the other stages with all of the ingredients cranked up to 11- the warm spices and cloves are furnace heat. Everything in this is on heat. Musette called it “hooker on payday” but it makes me think of an ole time “woman you were warned about.” The kind Barbara Stanwyck played on screen (and reportedly Joan Crawford off) who went after men like some men went after women: no holds barred, damn the torpedoes (and as Miss Crawford allegedly said to Rock Hudson when she had him in a clinch “It’s okay baby, just close your eyes and pretend I’m Clark Gable.”)

The perfume starts a little more calmly than the EDT (?) Musette sent me but still.. Subtle? No. Work friendly? Hell to the no! Apt to signal that you are not only available but on the prowl to any man within smelling distance and to any woman to lock the husband up or get her own bottle? You betcha. Would I wear it out? Nope. Would I buy it? In a New York minute.

The reformulated Tabu is available at loads of places for practically free. The real deal you will have to scour the interwebs for, hope for a generous friend, and/or visit Surrender to Chance to experience. Photos are my own, except Joan from IMDB and cover photo from Pexels.