Just got back from a crazy trip to Des Moines. All because of this: ?
My entire world revolved around this little guy. They hadz it in Des Moines. I haz it now. I iz verrra verrra happy (so is Bruno, who got to ride all over Iowa today).
But! O-rings do not a perfume post make, so…on to perfume!!!
Perversity? Perversitude? Perversitivity? Perver….oh, forget it. However you want to say it, there are some perfumes that seem inextricably linked to certain types of occasions or demand a certain ‘look’… for example, I can’t imagine wearing Amouage Beloved to clean out the chicken coop. Or Chanel No5 parfum to wash the windows. But…why is that? Why do we ‘save’ our best perfumes for rare occasions?
This weekend allowed me the opportunity to reflect upon this, as I was doing some massively heavy lifting in the garden – both literally and figuratively. The Polar Vortex did a serious number on the gardens around here, destroying usually hardy evergreen shrubs yet leaving untouched the usually fragile David Austin roses. Hauling out several 8ft buddleia, blasted into lethal Sticks of Doom, takes some work. I fully expect to be back to a size 6 by Tuesday.
In the middle of all of this, sweating like (to quote my friend Bob) a rented Egyptian mule, I said ‘feck it’ and decided if I was going to sweat, I would do so gloriously! I tidied up a bit for Round Two and in a fit of perfume perversity, spritzed not one, not two…but 6 SIX SIX!! sprays of Guerlain’s Encens Mythique d’Orient. Why that one? Well, it was close at hand and, important to this story, it is one of those fragrances that I equate with LUXURY. And yes, it is extremely luxurious, richly scented with spices and incense, the hallmark of so many Middle Eastern perfumes that have to hold their own against stupefying heat. It was aslam-dunk! Encens ate my garden’s lunch! And there was something so bizarre about wearing this exotic, luxurious perfume to haul bushes & hoe rock-hard dirt, realizing that it is more than just a pretty face – it’s got bones, baby – BONES! And it lasts forever. I don’t like to feel crunchy so each time I took a break (lunch/dinner) I took a quick shower. If you want to get Encens off you, ‘quick shower’ ? No. In fact, I would anticipate LONG HOT, were I you. Then again, it might’ve been the six SIX sprays.
I have to do a thorough Spring cleaning of the chicken coop (removal of all the bedding, washing it down with vinegar, etc, lay several cubic yards of sand in the coop run….)…..I dunno….what do you think? Should I try six SIX sprays of Beloved? Or should I blast that coop open with six SIX sprays of No5 parfum? If you were going to be that Rented Mule, what would you wear?
Oh! the wacky matchups? Those were fun. I have a little sample of Etro Relent (you can read Portia’s tell-all here) and every time I spritz it I get …..hot sauce? Growing up, we shook on everything! This particular hot sauce has a pronounced vinegar base, it takes me back to 1968 and I love it! So….I was planting peppers. Guess what I wore?
Post-planting pairing. It was a rough, hot day. Ready to settle in the nearly-done side garden, I had a rare urge for a gin & tonic (hey – ‘rare’ is relative)…….y’all know where I went with that one, right? Before I poured the Bombay Sapphire, before I sliced the lime….I spritzed the Cartier Brillante! The perfect Summery fizzy!!!