Above The Pink Door
July 1 means Rabbit, Rabbit!
And Happy Canada Day to our northern neighbors!
Oh, Canada!
Today's fragrance: again, thanks to Suki, Songes by Annick Goutal with notes of frangipani, absolute of ylang-ylang, absolute of jasmine, absolute of vanilla. I think somewhere in here, the jasmine takes a twist toward the faintest tinge of eau de babypoop. Indoles, the wicked indoles. The only AG I have ever loved is Eau d'Hadrien, the crispest, most beautiful citrus fragrance in the world.
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Rabbit rabbit right back atcha! We managed to say it first thing today, instead of the usual first-of-the-month early morning utterance of "Dear god, is it 5:30 already?" or "Do you have to set that thing on a SATURDAY?!"
My mom adores Eau d'Hadrien, and I adore Les Nuits d'Hadrien. I also love... uh, I'm blanking now... I own it... it's a really luscious tea rose scent. Anyway, that one too. Oh yes, and Sables, because it's freaky-deaky. But I too find AG's jasmine fecal. Haven't tried Songes, but I'll take your word for it. If anyone else detects poop in a fragrance, it's a guarantee that I'll detect it too.
5:22 PM
Tibbar, Tibbar!
2:58 PM
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