Monday, Nov. 15: Chilly. The afternoon turned rainy. I picked up Cuir de Lancome this morning, hoping that the too-smoky vibe I noticed last time was a fluke. It was. It’s now back to being a floral leather, quite powdery near the skin. Lovely stuff.
I have noticed, these days when my laptop is on for a long time, that in front of the keyboard on the left is a hot spot. Which means that when I’m typing for periods of time, my left wrist gets really uncomfortable. Weird. I’ve even got one of those laptop fan-thingies to blow heat away…
NaNo Total word count: 25,065.
Tuesday, Nov. 16: Chilly rain. Finally we’re getting some real fall weather. SOTD: Lancome Climat. I love this stuff. It’s a little retro, and maybe that’s why I love it, but still. Wow. The galbanum+aldehydes top is a little fusty, but the heart and drydown are so warm and beautiful.
NaNo Total word count: 25,513. Falling behind.
Wednesday, Nov. 17: Chilly and partly cloudy, but no actual rain today. SOTD: Lanvin Rumeur (reformulated) – a skinny, lame, anemic little “modern” thing, like a ghost of Coco Mademoiselle you sprayed on your hanky last week.
I have been sick of my hair for some time now. It’s getting longer, which makes it lank and limp, so it’s either cut it or do something else, and I’m really sick of shoulder-length bobs. So I finally bit the bullet and got a perm (or, as my father-in-law calls it, a temporary). I’m… really curly. Scary curly, actually.
SOTE: Guerlain Terracotta Voile d’Ete. This is more like it: spicy-floral, with iris and… tonka? Really nice. At the same time, it smells sort of – gosh, can I even say this about a Guerlain? – cheap.
NaNo Total word count: 27,884. More behind. I’m tired, the house is a mess, there’s all kinds of things to do. I hate it that NaNo is in November.
Thursday, Nov. 18: Another rainy, chilly day. SOTD: Tom Ford Black Orchid Voile de Fleur… with a side dab of Dior Poison as the day wore on. Somehow, suddenly, my kids’ feelings about Poison have changed. I dabbed a bit on before picking Bookworm up from indoor track practice, and she got into the van and said, “You smell nice.” Nice? Poison? What’s the world coming to?
When we got home, I asked Gaze what he thought of it. He shrugged. “Is it… tuberose? I think it’s tuberose. It’s kind of pretty.” Huh. Now I’m officially puzzled. (On the plus side, my 12-year-old son knows what tuberose smells like. That calls for rejoicing.)
So then I called over my strictest critic, Taz, and asked him. “That one’s okay,” he said, which is high praise from him. “Can I smell again?” I silently offered my arm. “Yeah, it’s okay,” he repeated. Dang. There goes my Ultimate Threat.
NaNo Total word count: 28,372. Farther behind.
Friday, Nov. 19: Chilly but sunny. SOTD: Amouage Lyric Woman. I had been saving this for special occasions, but I’m starting to feel that I should use up what I have and enjoy every minute. (Go read Angela’s lovely post, “Perfume and the Lavish Hand,” at Now Smell This.) Gosh, this is such a beautiful scent. I only have a decant, but it’s so gorgeous. I had a frustrating, annoying, icky day at work; being able to smell myself helped.
NaNoWriMo Total word count: 30,048. Still behind. (Finally actually watched ‘The Runaways,” after anticipating it for several weeks. It was a good story, but I’ll admit to thinking that the film was really more like the Cliff Notes, sound bite, let-me-catch-you-up short version, and we only got about 20% of what really happened.)
Saturday, Nov. 20: Busy busy day. Cleaned the house, cooked two massive side dishes. Went to my parents’ house for Early Thanksgiving – this was the only time my brother and his wife could get two days off together (they work at the same TV station, but different shifts), and a trip home, with their one-year-old, is definitely a two-day minimum. SOTD: Um… okay, I’ll admit it. Nothing. (And I don’t mean L’Air de Rien, either.)
And I wrote absolutely nothing for NaNoWriMo today, either, so my count still stands at about 30K. I have now reached the “Will I Get Finished,” scary-behind level. Eek.
Sunday, Nov. 21: My hair actually looks pretty good today, no Bozo-the-Clown look. It’s manageable. SOTD: Lolita Lempicka Si Lolita, which apparently has yet to reach retail outlets in the US but is all over eBay (I bought a mini unsniffed). I was a little disappointed in the staying power – it’s a floral oriental eau de parfum, but wears more like a lighter eau de toilette. I got two good hours and one faint-whiff one. What Si Lolita reminds me of is Coco Mademoiselle – not so much that they smell alike, but they both share that woody masculine base under a light, girly floral top. (Wonder if that Kate Walsh Boyfriend scent is constructed that way, too?) Si Lolita smells less… okay, I’ll say it… synthetic in the floral part than CM, and it has some more emphatically oriental notes than CM, which is probably more woody. Also, it lacks that elegant Chanel vibe. Even though I don’t care much for CM, it still smells “Chanel-y” to me, where Chance and Allure don’t smell like Chanels at all. Alternately, I could have said Si Lolita smells like Guerlain Idylle edp, with less patchouli-musk…
This comparison is fairly pointless. I still don’t like Coco Mlle at all on me, and I would have liked Idylle much, much better if it had been less heavy on the patch. I like Si Lolita better than both of those, but its problem is that it doesn’t have much presence. If it lasted better and projected more, I’d probably want another mini. As it is, I’ll just use this up in lavish spritzes and be content.
NaNoWriMo Total word count: 33,031. I’m catching up, but just a little. Still got about 2000 words, plus the normal daily totals, to make up. It’s doable, but only if I really romp on it. Thanksgiving always puts a dent in my writing routine (duh).
Image is “My Grandmother’s Perfume Collection” from SourCherries at Flickr.