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10.30.2005

The (Scented) Haunting

Don't know about you, but I don't want to get trapped alone in a dark parfumerie with Charlotte Rampling.

I think she'd have no hesitation about impaling you on a sharp shard from an emptied bottle ...

... rather than let you have that last bottle of Caron Or et Noir.

8 Comments:

Blogger dddragon said...

lol - I would have never thought to associate Halloween and perfumes!

11:45 AM

 
Blogger TLP said...

I had to google Charlotte Rampling. I do recognize the face. Don't remember seeing her in a film.

So I should be afraid?

12:42 PM

 
Blogger Urban Chick said...

it's those eyes - those alone could pierce a large piece of muscle

uggggh

have you seen her in 'the night porter'? eeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

1:00 PM

 
Blogger Fred said...

Oh, my. Be very afraid. I'm going to empty out The Missus' perfume bottles. I don't want her to get any ideas.

4:53 PM

 
Blogger Lila said...

I think you're right! Scary thought!

6:08 PM

 
Blogger Bela said...

As UC says, it's those eyes.

2:33 AM

 
Blogger Bela said...

I saw her recently on the stage: thought she should stick to films, where close-ups of her (still beautiful) face can make up for any acting deficiencies. Her beauty has always surpassed her acting talent.

7:05 AM

 
Blogger Doug The Una said...

I kind of do want to get trapped in a dark parfumerie with Charlotte Rampling. I'm courageous that way.

12:08 PM

 

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