Amber eau mini capped with white, with a yellow flower crest, sitting on a pile of salted seeds, against a flag blue background.
“Take these seeds and put them in your pocket, so sunflowers will grow when you die here.” -Ukrainian curse
Elizabeth Arden’s iconic 90’s soapy melon salad smells of Scooby-Doo fruit snacks, Beanie Baby pellets, and Bill Clinton’s saxophone spit, and nothing like sunflowers, or war.
I’m a bit sideways today. The world seems unreal, sometimes.
The Ukranian Armed Forces asked a soldier–Taros Borovok–to write them a fight song, the day Putin invaded. He praises the Turkish combat drones that slowed the Russian forces that day.
White cat with a pink nose sniffing a crystal mini bottle with quilt lines cut into the sides. There’s a hint of cassis-catness in Untold, so use a light touch.
A wealthy aunt perfume. She spends more on handbags than her nieblings pay for tuition, but she gives cool birthday gifts and is the first one they come out to.
Cut glass pears and white flowers, with a sprinkle of ground pepper. Ends on folding money musk and soft patchouli.
Woke up with this stuck in my head this morning–it’s raining, too warm for December but I’m not complaining.
A boring nineties prom date.
Opens with sweet lime hand soap from the dispenser at P.F. Chang’s and a smooshed wrist corsage–a limp bundle of flowers that stays close to the skin and doesn’t go anywhere fun.
It’s kind of like Muzak–stringy with not enough base notes.
Here’s a cover of a classic that you won’t hear on an elevator.