Life Is A Cabaret, Old Chum
Nothing says Monday like the CanCan!!
And nothing says brisk rosiness like Cabaret by Gres. *blows kiss to Jonna* *who I hope is not still in the throes of the stomach flu*
Introduced in 2002, it's a woody floral fragrance that SAYS it includes rose, lily of the valley, peony, and pink bay layered over middle notes of incense and blue orris, and finished with sandalwood, amber, and musk.
What it DOES for me: initially a rose so bright that it's lemony -- very stimulative, and I pour it on when I need energy -- that dries down to a dry (could that be the orris?) woodiness that I find very comforting.
And speaking of Toulouse Lautrec -- and he always comes to mind when I think of dissolute nightlife ... how long has it been since you've had a good swig of absinthe? Way too long, I bet.
Sometimes our lives are so mundane. As opposed to demimonde. Must do something about that. *Makes note to dig out black tights and cancan skirt.*