First off, you might be wondering what I’m doing here. While March is away (since I can’t bring myself to think it’s more than an extended vacation) I’ll be posting on Thursdays. Both here and on PST, which may be… Continue Reading
For those of us who grew up in the 80’s it’s hard to describe the impact that Madonna had on our culture. She sashayed out of the post-punk East Village scene with (according to critics) thin writing skills and a… Continue Reading
I know, I know. We’re supposed to be writing about new stuff. Well, It’s been kind of a busy week here in the hills of Beverly compounded by the return of my minor back problems. The last time I had… Continue Reading
Well, I ran across a decant of this and was happy to see it. I didn’t know why I hadn’t written about it. Then I tried it. I love vetiver. This is vetiver. Why don’t I love it? It’s a… Continue Reading
I think I am one of the six people who actually liked the first L’Eau. I figured it was his “Oh, yeah” (Eau yeah?) to all those who complained that he was forever navel-gazing, forever giving us yet another variation… Continue Reading
As I’ve written before, I am rather resistant to By Kilian. Kilian Hennessy is young, thin, broodingly handsome, talented and very wealthy. This makes some of us who are rotund, poor and into the AARP years terribly jealous. I’m sure… Continue Reading
I’m a fan of Opus Oils, that crazy group of Hollywood Kids with the cheeky packaging holding seriously good juice. Wild Child is their ode to Patchouli, created for The Summer of Patchouli Love 2011 event hosted by Monica Miller… Continue Reading