LOL UPDATE — THIS IS MARCH. Anita and I can’t comment tonight either. I asked the repair gal if she could move us up in the queue…. please stand by…
I love this blog. You know that right? I can’t believe it’s been…. what…. twelve years? I’m not going to go back and look, because then I’ll read about my former life yadda yadda and that will make me a little sad. And tonight I’m in a weirdly good mood, I have no time for sad. I’m learning some new stuff (both at work and at home) and I had my more crappy-looking bike fixed up (voted least likely to get stolen) so I can ride it to the Metro instead of walking. My ride today was delightful, and it shaves about 20 minutes off my commute each way. The bike was even there when I came out, seat and everything, lol.
This weather is bullsh!t. Where’s my gorgeous mid-Atlantic fall?!? It’s going to be, like, 95 tomorrow and I am not a fan. Speaking of fans – I’m in the market for a new one – possibly a desk fan, or a tower, or a pedestal, so if you have one you really like, leave it in comments.
Anyway, Perfume Posse. I’m sure it’s apparent to everyone on here that we are not teh techno queens, and WordPress is laughably unintuitive. So all our widgets and whatnot have gotten more and more out of date as the months and years roll by. Anyhoo, we’ve hired someone to get the bugs and glitches out. She asked me at one point if there were random things I wanted and I told her, I’d really like our emojis back. I wish you could have seen her face. It’s like I told her I wanted to go back to dial-up internet. So I lied and said we use them ironically.
I know some of you are having trouble commenting. Some of you are having trouble reaching us via “contact us.” Some of you are having trouble figuring out what the hell is wrong with us that we can’t run a blog more professionally. Well, the answer is, because we’re losers, but we smell good! I’m working on firing up an InstaGram page for the Posse, and/but in the meantime here’s a link to Portia’s. Seriously, we’re so appreciative of you, and I’m going to work on my end of the relationship.
So: are there things you particularly want on the blog? Problems you’re having? The goal is a blog that can be read reasonably well across all your devices, and more fun to play with…. do we even have avatars any more? Is there some other doodad you think would be cool? Tell me about it.
Speaking of perfume. I spent ….. uh …. more than my usual amount on a bottle of perfume recently. The Cartier Les Heures L’Heure Perdue. I’m not crazy about the brand, or the name, or even really the bottle (although it looks pretty luxe and comes in a leather box, which it f’ing well should at that price)… where was I? Oh, the smell, though. The aroma. I don’t know what’s going on in there, but whatever it is, it gets me the same way Guerlain Encens Mythique does. It just sits around me like an aura. Here’s the blurb from Saks (where it is sold out), the angle is that the entire scent is constructed from synthetic ingredients: “Science explores the artificial through a precipitate of the greatest synthetic molecules, with a preference for vanillin, the aldehyde with voluptuous aromas whose silky aura floats over this eleventh L’Heure Perdue fragrance… Voluptuous and intimate MUSCENONE like the scent of knowledge. Perhaps because everything is ruled by science, so clever in posing as natural when in fact it is a feat of alchemy, exploring the artificial through a precipitate of large synthetic molecules, particularly VANILLIN. This aldehyde with sensual aromas and a silky aura floating over the 11th hour, the lost and progressive hour, demystifying the conventional idea that beauty is only worthwhile if it is natural.” That is hilarious. Is it just me, or does that read like it came from Google translate? Anyhoo, here’s a link to Luca Turin’s five-star rave.
Me? I don’t smell the aldehydes particularly (although others do.). It starts off feeling big shouldered like it’s going to be a particularly nice, classic chypre, only then everything gets weird. Randomly, I smell: powder, cherry, leather, naughty bits, candle smoke…. And they come and go, wax and wane, so you never know what’s going to be there when you next sniff your wrist. I just adore it, and if the weather would cooperate, I am really looking forward to wearing it with a big wool sweater.
Okay, your turn. Suggestions for the blog! Recommendations for a fan! (No, seriously. I love room fans. I use them whenever possible instead of air conditioning.) And thanks again.