Serge has convinced us that: smelling like a sweaty Mongolian is hot. Moroccan kitchens on a Saturday night? Well, yeah, yummy! Iris surrounded by metallic dirt, clanging like a gong until the cute little spice note shows up is enchanting.… Continue Reading
Since March dabbles around all the time in celeb scents, I decided to go trawling around as well. Queen by Queen Latifah is her first entry into the perfume market. From the marketing copy: “The top notes premiere with lightly… Continue Reading
You’re all going to kill me. For two reasons. 1. I snapped up a 1/4 ounce SIP bottle of Dimanche from Strange Invisible Perfumes. Notes of orange, Iris, rose, honey, amber & cocoa. Limited to like 20 bottles, I’m sure… Continue Reading
As much as you all think we enable you, you have to know that you guys are seriously denting my budget with the things you tell me about in comments. So it’s a mutually budget-busting relationship we have going on.… Continue Reading
I’m having a little trouble just focusing on one perfume to talk about these days – or any – after the halcyon days of last fall when practially everything that got popped under my nose was interesting or beautiful or… Continue Reading
Keep this vintage body running is expensive – it is a needy, cranky model that sputters, chokes and whines without the proper fuel and cleaning. After that deluge of shopping indiscretions that came out last week, it gave me pause… Continue Reading
When I was in Paris, I fell in love with the paintings of James Ensor. I don’t like this style of painting at all, the technique doesn’t speak to me, but as I was walking through the exhibit, thinking, um,… Continue Reading