Not too long ago, one of our perfumista buddies on here bid on a bottle of something on eBay, only to realize after she won that the price was listed in British pounds rather than dollars. Oops. So she wrote me in a welter, and I promptly reassured her. First off, the price she paid was still worth it, IMO. Second, hey – at least it wasn´t the old 2/1 exchange rate! Finally, I don´t feel you can be a true member of our cult unless you´ve messed up an eBay purchase or three. But does that make you a perfume addict?
Last week on the blog, there was a great comment from Pyramus I´m going to quote here: “On a visit to Toronto in the year Yohji Homme was launched, on the day I was leaving, I sprayed some on my wrist at Holt Renfrew, went to a movie and got there about half an hour before the movie was ready to start because that´s what I do, sniffed my wrist compulsively, realized I would not have time to go back to HR after the movie, left the theatre, ran back to HR, bought the stuff, and then ran back to the theatre. That´s how desperately I realized I needed it.”
Now that is textbook perfume fetishist behavior. Hmmm…. Sit in this movie theater, or go back to HR right now and get me some? I think we can all agree that Pyramus made the obvious choice.
So today I´m inviting anyone who´d like to air an anecdote from your own Perfume Journey (or walk of shame) to do so. Whether it´s some amazing deal you got, or hoops you jumped through, or a purchase gone hilariously wrong – I´d love to hear about it. You can achieve two righteous goals simultaneously: serve as a cautionary take for the lurkers out there and allow us to laugh at you (or sigh in envy. Inviting those of you who bought the $20 Gobin Daudes on clearance at Tak a couple years ago to come out and gloat).
Off the top of my head – I think the most ridiculous effort I made to score a bottle was the Tan Giudicelli Annam I found on this wack French swap site (I couldn´t simply pay cash for it). I managed to drag in a whole slew of innocent victims to help me with that one, including Patty, Louise and Carmencanada, since I don´t, you know, actually speak French (and the swapper didn´t speak English, and nobody wanted to ship it through the bs French postal system.) I traded it for a bottle of YSL Cinema that I had shipped to Carmen from a British seller blah blah blah nutjob blah blah obsessive freak blah. If you´re curious about the gory details, click here for my post.
My funniest eBay purchase, which some of you already know, was the screaming deal I got on a bottle of the difficult-to-find Floris Summer Limes on a German website. Unfortunately what I´d actually bid on was a postcard of Summer Limes, presumably left over from some ad campaign. As we say in German, dummass. And I´ve gotten more than one empty bottle bidding on foreign auctions, although sometimes US sellers dump out the bottle contents before shipping or fail to adequately seal it, so you receive a great-smelling package with no juice remaining. Some eBay sellers are used to dealing with us, but it´s always good to let random sellers know you want to wear the fragrances. Funny as it may seem, many of them have difficulty grasping that you´re interested in the perfume itself. Also, a special shoutout to Louise – if you read this post on your travels, please tell your Coke bottle story! (Louise is still swanning around Yurrup – go ahead, make me jealous!)
Alrighty then. Cozy up to your keyboard and tell me your perfume stories. I won´t laugh nervously and back away. Unlike your other friends.