I wanted to try this one, because it's what I called my favorite times of day- just before dawn and just after sunset- the blue hours.
It's lovely. It has a similar feel to Shalimar, but deeper and warmer (and doesn't turn on me like Shalimar does). I got married in it, in fact.
I'm allergic to most perfumes, so I've spent my life fleeing from them rather than learning their names. The only perfume I can recognize is White Shoulders, because my college roommate believed in the concept of a "signature scent." Recently more young men are wearing something that sends me into a sneezing fit, even when, as happened the last time, they pass me going the other way on escalators. I think of it as tear gas, but I assume it has another name.
Wow--GOP Representative Mark Foley quits after a brewing scandal about a very squicky e-mail he sent to a 16-year-old page hit the papers/blogosphere yesterday.
I was just coming here to post that. If it turns out that the Republicans lose 15 seats and his resignation makes control of the House flip over, I will laugh and laugh. Can you believe he was chairman of the Congressional Missing and Exploited Children's Caucus?
Though perhaps this explains his rationale in voting for DOMA, as the boys he apparently chases after would be too young to marry legally in any event.
Forget it, ita. It's Chinatown.
Forget it, ita. It's Chinatown.
Snerk!
And probably a cable movie just waiting to happen.
Favorite earworm of the day:
I make ya wanna jump! jump!The mack dad'll make ya jump! jump!
Timelies all!
I don't wear perfume anymore. I used to wear Chanel No. 5 when I got dressed up, but that was very rarely. Somewhere along the line I started getting...annoyed by perfumes. Not allergic to them, but they became bothersome. The summer student whose cubicle was about 10 or 15 feet away would occasionally douse herself with this vaguely tropical smelling body spray. I could still smell it when she was in another part of the lab because it lingered in the air. Bleah.
(I like scented body washes/shower gels, but they don't tend to stick with me the way perfumes do.)
My current earworm is Aluminum, but it suits my mood, so I'm fine with it.
It's bad when your doctor calls you after your physical and says they want more blood to test, right? Or is it normal when 3 big 'ol vials just aren't enough?
Also, blood taker lady made me look like a heroin addict after. I don't need that on the other arm or people are going to start to talk.
In college, all the guys wore the Abercrombie and Fitch cologne. There was a 16-year-old boy in a class I taught last summer who seemed to drench himself in Axe -- could smell it from practically ten feet away.