So this weekend was Pride here in Los Angeles, and for the first time since Covid it was back in (almost) full force. Pride is celebrated (mostly) in West Hollywood, where they shut down a stretch of the boulevard for the weekend for a street festival, concert, and parade. Grace Jones appeared at one of the shows (and I wish I’d gone to that one) and there were various other concerts and activities and various bars and clubs and dignitaries and groups with floats in the parade. I don’t go to it (despite the fact that the parade is practically at my door) because I don’t like crowds, I don’t like noise, and I don’t drink. No noisy, boozy crowds are kind of a no-go for me. There always seems to be something at the parade or festival that will send that Twittersphere into paroxysms of righteous indignation: this year a float in the parade was a truck in the bed of which was a leather-clad man miming flogging another leather-clad man on his bare butt. I only saw this because it came up on some website because people were shocked, SHOCKED, I tell you that this was happening at the Pride parade. Where there might have been children. My reaction was more to ask the flogee what his exercise regimen and moisturizer brand was, since his butt was enviously toned and the flesh flawless and creamy smooth (why he’d let that be sullied by even direct sunlight, much less lash marks I have no idea.)
Honestly, am I under reacting here? It’s 2023 and unless you have been living under a rock you should know that Pride in West Hollywood isn’t just going to be men in caftans knitting rainbow tea cozies: it’s going to have some people in various states of undress, drinking. You don’t go to Mardi Gras and stand gape-jawed on Bourbon Street that there are women showing their boobies for beads or people weaving (or worse) under the influence of their third Hurricane. Or if you do, you don’t get on Twitter and insist something BE DONE about it. It isn’t a theme park, so stop expecting Gay Country Safari or do as I do and stay home.
So while the parade (literally) passed me by I decided to re-read a book I loved but hadn’t read in years: “I’ll Take It” by Paul Rudnick. It’s the tale of a young Manhattanite who is roped into a family road trip with his mother and two aunts to see the leaves change in New England. Well, that’s the official reason. The Esker sisters are inveterate shoppers. Shopping is like breathing to them, and if they find a place that has oxygen at 50% off, you’d be crazy not to stock up, right? What Joe doesn’t know but he and his Aunts are about to find out is that his Mom has come up with a scheme: in order to redecorate the living room she is going to rob L.L. Bean. It’s a sweet and hilarious book- a prefect summer read by the man who wrote “Addams Family Values”. At the end you’ll wish you had these ladies as your Aunts- certainly Aunt Ida when it’s time to buy a new car. And the hardcover at Amazon or Thriftbooks is available used for under $4 (at the time of this writing) so it’s an Esker-sized bargain.
Well, I have Been wearing Violet Ida for a week (almost) exclusively and I am still on the fence. It just refuses to be what I am expecting of it- it’s not a shy bunch of violets. It’s a big, rooty honking iris sitting in a creamy vanilla pudding with a sprinkling of candied violets on the top and a powdery finish, like some dessert at a restaurant who will serve you truffled tater-tots or an iceberg wedge salad with the most delicious blue cheese dressing ever- I am enjoying it but on some level wonder if I am being punked. It also always has that lingering play-doh presence, that I am actually beginning to like. It is a big scent as well- I did get several people comment on it from across the room and I am not an over-applier, especially when I am going to be in public. It’s not obtrusive or in any way objectionable (people enjoyed it) but if you are going to be in a room with people who object to perfume of any kind, be wary.
So, final verdict? Nice, but not for me. $185 for 100ML is pretty much free these days and both Miller Harris and Surrender to Chance has samples if you are interested- my sample was from StC and decently sized and I think will be enough of this one for me.
So did you try this one and like it? Reading anything? Share in the comments.
Images: Pexels and mine