Well we did Gardenia, so this time I decided to cover another favorite (and other verrrry butch note): jasmine. Jasmine is, to me, as emblematic of Southern California as say, lilac or lily of the valley are of New England.… Continue Reading
So I finally got off my butt and went to ScentBar. You would think that this was as if I was going to Wyoming instead of a mile or so down Beverly Boulevard. Wyoming, on foot. In the snow. But… Continue Reading
Okay, so yeah. I am once again riding the coattails of my pals here on the Posse. But can you blame me? As much as you are incited to try after reading their takes on things, think of poor me.… Continue Reading
Back in the day when I was young and silly (ier) I was one of those people who would wait with bated breath for things. The idea of a new iAnything would have me online reading AppleFanInsider.com or whomever who… Continue Reading
Well, my purchase at Uncle Serge didn’t qualify me for one of the nifty travel sprayers (and there was nothing at the site like SL-branded $20 nail files I could toss in to qualify) so I had to content myself… Continue Reading
I feel that everyone, after a period of virtue, has the right if not the duty to indulge in something silly. Not ruinously silly, like buying a boat, or even just super-silly, like that Keepall 55 Bandouliere I have been… Continue Reading
So I am once again stealing from taking inspiration from my cohorts here on the Posse. Cinnamon wrote about the latest Victoria Beckham, which sent me off to Surrender to Chance to order. I also added two others, but for… Continue Reading