Diary of a Streetwalker
oh, getcher mind out of the gutter! It wasn’t like that. I don’t smoke. And I don’t wear stripes. But I do walk the mean streets of Boul Mich every now and then… last week was the first… Continue Reading
oh, getcher mind out of the gutter! It wasn’t like that. I don’t smoke. And I don’t wear stripes. But I do walk the mean streets of Boul Mich every now and then… last week was the first… Continue Reading
My apologies to the 176 of you that did not win. The 10 of you that did, as a reminder, are getting a 2.5 ml sample of the Bottega Veneta and Balenciaga L’Essence, then smaller samples of Chanel Jersey, Prada… Continue Reading
OK, admit it: you got up at some ungodly hour last Friday morning to watch the royal wedding. I did, and I was glad. I watched Lady Diana Spencer marry Prince Charles 30 years ago, broken wrist and all (I’d… Continue Reading
After last week’s incense discussion veered off into oud territory, I remembered I had samples of the new Dior scents, and went straight for Leather Oud. I’ve always been partial to leather (Chanel Cuir de Russie, Fifi Chachnil, Parfum d’Empire… Continue Reading
First, I’d like to say thank you for all the wonderful comments on my post two weeks ago. I’m still living in the “Bizarre-O World”, but I’m coping a bit better. Knowing there are such wonderful souls out in the… Continue Reading
If you have just stumbled onto the Posse and have no idea what we do here, you’re probably thinking I’m about to review three new German novels, or that Humiecki and Graef are German philosophers and “Geste”, “Askew” and “Skarb”… Continue Reading
When is patchouli not patchouli? When Tom Ford puts his name on the bottle. I´ve made no secret of my stormy relationship with patchouli, and I don´t think we’ll ever achieve the sort of détente that will allow me to… Continue Reading