There are many garden smells I love. The evening scent of honeysuckle in June, pure, bright, overwhelming. The evening scent of angels’ trumpets in November (no frost here yet) – heady, intense, overpowering. The fresh loaminess of turned earth. The… Continue Reading
First, if you haven’t seen Slumdog Millionaire, just go see it and don’t ask questions. Despite the scenes of abject poverty and horror that litter the movie, it is ultimately about hope when there should be none. It is funny… Continue Reading
This year has been an interesting and trying time, pulling me inward until I was so sick of myself that I could scream and then forcing me to live more outwardly than I had in a long time, finally ridding… Continue Reading
It´s been a great few days. First off, I got The Big Cheese on a flight out of Singapore next week, thereby avoiding the Bangkok mess entirely. The BKK airport is nominally “open” — with a trickle of flights and… Continue Reading
Reviewing Amouage Homage Attar is a skosh painful because this takes spendy and vaults it to a whole new level AND it is a limited edition, so who knows how long they will sell Amouage Homage Attar. Running about $360… Continue Reading
I´m a country bumpkin. It´s official. I´m used to beautiful landscapes, but I´m struck dumb nowadays, whenever I head into London, by the beautiful people who surround me. It is a such contrast to where I live, I´m sure (except… Continue Reading
When one sets out to narrow down to six perfumes her favorites, what she should do instead is grab a Xanax, place her head under the pillow, hold it down firmly so nobody hears and scream until the mood passes. But I… Continue Reading