Serge Lutens L’eau Froide is better than L’eau. Um, incensed, clean L’eau. Incensed Dryer Sheets.
What?!?!? I don’t know. It is better than L’eau, but it’s still clean and. No and, just that is all. I’ve been holding onto this since November, and I couldn’t think of anything else to write about it except the above. I don’t hate Serge Lutens L’eau Froide at all, it’s easy to wear, it’s fresh incense, I’ve had it on for a few hours, and I kinda like it, but it’s just not memorable. A great entry for mass market appeal.
Hey, let’s talk about books! I just finished The Fault In Our Stars by John Green. Excellent book. It’s a tear-jerker, but not a manipulative one like, say, Bridges of Madison County or other crap that exists simply to make you cry in the most blatant way possible. The book is based on a real person the author met at one of his geekfest thingies he does, so there is a reality to it (the book isn’t any kind of biography, just drew from that persons experience) that is gritty and feels completely authentic. I stayed up late this weekend to finish it, weeping for most of the last part of the book and laughing through my tears. He covers suffering, loss, love, life, and why we risk everything for love knowing it will end. I’m just going to borrow a couple of lines from the book, paraphrased, not a quote at all: We don’t get any choice on whether life hurts us, but we do get some say about who it is that does the hurting. I’m happy with my choices, I hope she’s happy with hers.
I don’t know why I hadn’t thought of it that simply before, it’s obvious. Yes, loving people and living will hurt. But when we choose to love, we are deciding who gets to hurt us.
It’s a young adult book, but I think I’m still a young adult. So ***** (five stars, in case you can’t figure out if I”m cursing or redacting) from me for this excellent book.
The book I’m reading now is “Behind the Beautiful Forevers” by Katherine Boo. True story set in Mumbai about the poor, the disenfranchised in a modern India. When I was in India, we went by the worst slums by train and plane, it’s not a place you go as a tourist, but I knew in there is where the real India lives. We saw it more up close in some places, but it was more people who were “poor, but not in misery” as our Berber friend in the Sahara described his family. I think I’m going back to India this year, but it will probably be Nepal first and then southern India, maybe Tamil Nadu, though the beaches of Goa keep calling my name.
What books are you guys reading, anything really profound and interesting and life changing? Or just an amazing read? I need to re-read “Hunger Games” so I’m ready for the movie in March!!