Before getting onto my shopping trip last Friday, I just want to share some travel advice with you. If you´re longing for oakmoss and miserable at its disappearance from our perfumed lives, look no further than a trip to south… Continue Reading
Hello all. Lee here. On a Tuesday. I know. I’m feeling a little funny too. Let’s go with it though, eh? Just kind of find out what happens. You see, I’m off to Scotland on Friday and I have to… Continue Reading
I haven’t sniffed a new perfume so far this year, I realised yesterday in talking to a dear friend on the phone. That’s a quarter way through the year with very little drive or urge to try stuff out. There… Continue Reading
I’ve streamlined. I now have under 70 bottles of ‘fume. I tell ya: minor miracle, dudes. And you know what’s crazy about even this low number for a (former?) addict? Most of those bottles are at least half-full. There are… Continue Reading
I started Early—Took my Dog— And visited the Sea— The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me— And Frigates—in the Upper Floor Extended Hempen Hands— Presuming Me to be a Mouse— Aground—upon the Sands— But no… Continue Reading
I’m sorry to tell you, I’m sick. A sinus infection that had me drive three hours home today in a state of semi-delirium/dubnium/Deuteronomy. You see my problem? So, to save my throbbing grey matter, I’m going to list ten things… Continue Reading
My memory dances and shimmies – I can’t trust its movements. In childhood, winter was a time of snow, outdoor adventures and breathing out ghosts over my face. On the walk to school, we’d shiver and stay warm by pulling… Continue Reading