Summertime!

We will just call this one a rehash, or a trip down memory lane. It’s July and we are now firmly in the grip of summer here in LA. A grip that is not as firm as it is in… Continue Reading →

Five Jasmines

Well we did Gardenia, so this time I decided to cover another favorite (and other verrrry butch note): jasmine. Jasmine is, to me, as emblematic of Southern California as say, lilac or lily of the valley are of New England.… Continue Reading →

Tuberose Cubed: Neela Vermeire Eshal and Rogue Champs Lunaires (plus two)

So I finally got off my butt and went to ScentBar. You would think that this was as if I was going to Wyoming instead of a mile or so down Beverly Boulevard. Wyoming, on foot. In the snow. But… Continue Reading →

Stealing Again: Clue Perfumery With The Candlestick, The Point, and Tom Ford Lost Cherry

Okay, so yeah. I am once again riding the coattails of my pals here on the Posse. But can you blame me? As much as you are incited to try after reading their takes on things, think of poor me.… Continue Reading →

Oh For the Days: Serge Lutens L’Haleine des Dieux

Back in the day when I was young and silly (ier) I was one of those people who would wait with bated breath for things. The idea of a new iAnything would have me online reading AppleFanInsider.com or whomever who… Continue Reading →

Samples, I got Samples..

Well, my purchase at Uncle Serge didn’t qualify me for one of the nifty travel sprayers (and there was nothing at the site like SL-branded $20 nail files I could toss in to qualify) so I had to content myself… Continue Reading →

Christmas Crazy: Serge Lutens Borneo 1834

I feel that everyone, after a period of virtue, has the right if not the duty to indulge in something silly. Not ruinously silly, like buying a boat, or even just super-silly, like that Keepall 55 Bandouliere I have been… Continue Reading →