Or, as you are probably figuring out now, more random thoughts.
I bought an Easter lily the day after Easter, at half price, simply because it was there. It had budded and not yet bloomed, and I just wanted it. I bought it. I’ve been sniffling ever since it did bloom, but I do. Not. Care. It is beautiful. It is like Art Deco, right there on my coffee table, except that it smells better.
Also, my daffodils and hyacinths are blooming out in the yard. I kept expecting the snow to absolutely destroy the daffodils, but it didn’t. I don’t know why.
I mentioned that snow already, didn’t I? We got seven inches – SEVEN!! In April!! – the day before I was to take Gaze to the Virginia National Geographic Bee at Longwood University. That meant that we got up around 5am, got dressed, ate breakfast, and drove a little over three hours to get there. Luckily, the snow had stopped Thursday night, which gave road crews time to scrape snow away, and the iffiest bit of the whole trip was getting from our driveway down to the main road. No trouble from then on. As it turned out, he made it through the preliminary round by answering all eight questions correctly, thus being eligible for the tiebreaker round. There can only be ten finalists, so the tiebreaker round narrows the field to ten. Gaze made it through four sets of questions in the tiebreaker before missing a question, so he was out at that point, but he did a beautiful job and I was very pleased with him. Also, he is way cute. See? (Click on photo to see him up closer.)
Also, the organizer in charge of the Virginia Bee was wearing a lovely waft of Shalimar – not too much, but gently noticeable within five feet of her. I approve. Shalimar can be oppressive if overapplied (and it has a distinct aura of tar on me), but she was doing it right.
I’m writing. Current chapter is called “Love. Letters.” Meaning love and letters, but letters which are also love letters.
Saw a piece of “Top Gun” with Taz yesterday on TV. SUCH a cheesy movie, and I’ve seen it a gazillion times, yet I pause and watch at least a few minutes of it anytime I can. (Hey, was that Tim Robbins as Merlin there in the last dogfight? Huh. So much eye candy in that movie, I missed ol’ Timbo the first gazillion times around.) Also saw the BBC miniseries “The Virgin Queen” in 10-minute clips on Youtube this week as well, starring Anne-Marie Duff as Elizabeth I and Tom Hardy as her childhood friend/suitor Robert Dudley. Click here for a short clip, about a minute and a half, of Elizabeth asking Dudley to court Mary Queen of Scots, in order to neutralize her political power as a marriage-eligible queen. One day I will stop the Tom Hardy lovefest & chowder society my life has become, but it is not this day. (You may notice I’ll still drop just about anything to watch Matthew MacFadyen, who is so much more than Keira Knightley’s Darcy. I still might even leave The CEO for Tom Quinn.)
Fragrances I’ve worn this week, since I did a seasonal switch-up, moving most of my winter scents to the bedside cabinet and putting my spring ones into the hatbox on the dresser:
Amouage Memoir Woman For the snow, of course. Actually, you know, I haven’t seen Game of Thrones on HBO, but have been reading the novels. It strikes me that Memoir Woman would be perfect for that: almost medicinally poisonous up top, decadently luxe white floral in the middle, and leathery-chypre at the base.
Donna Karan Gold EdP Lilies! Gorgeously simple, simply gorgeous.
Guerlain Chamade in vintage EdT Slightly wonky topnotes from deteriorating aldehydes in my funky 1970s bottle, but absolutely stunning from t=10 minutes to t=6 hours. Six hours! For an EdT! On my scent-eating skin! They sure don’t make ’em like they used to.
Jacomo Silences EdP Sublime Will have to review this soon, but suffice it to say now that in my opinion it would have been a worthy modern flanker to Chanel No. 19, as opposed to the 90% laundry musk that is No. 19 Poudre. Yes, I am totally serious.
Chanel No. 19 in vintage EdT Elegance and attitude in a bottle. Silver-green cool-eyed enchantment. It probably says a lot about me that this is my favorite vetiver fragrance.
Parfums de Nicolai Le Temps d’une Fete You knew this would be on the list, right? You know how much I love it. Greengold light-shifting happiness. I am wearing my newish bottle, which I admit is considerably thinner than the old stuff but still miiiiiiles beyond many other fragrances in its appeal. Is it wrong of me to hoard the old formula? Too bad.
DSH Chypre in oil format Beautiful and slightly threatening. Green-amber like hazel eyes.
Parfums DelRae Amoureuse Narcotic, floral, spicy, green, honeyed. The very luxurious essence of ripening spring.
I’m sure I’ll be getting to the Penhaligon’s Violetta and the Crown Perfumery Crown Bouquet soon, not to mention the Deneuve. Gosh, I love spring. Well, except for the allergies, but you can’t have everything.