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Everything is ———

cloudscentralparkI’m not low maintenance. I feel badly for my nearest and dearest sometimes. (Though if I were low maintenance, I wouldn’t have been able to do a lot of things that I’ve done that I wanted to do.) Sometimes I make myself tired. Where to start, what to say, when I’m feeling picky and pokey and everything is just a little more meh than I want?

I don’t relax well. Maybe I just need to relax.

Perfume was supposed to be my relaxation. I was supposed to learn how to give in to the ephemerality of the moment and just be. Years of failing at meditation had led me to realize that nothing was not my nature; something is much easier for me, and perfume is a great something on which to cogitate when you’re not supposed to be doing anything.

I seem to have failed at that; instead I treat perfume like I treat too many things: a competition at which I intend to win.

OK, so. I win at perfume. All my perfume is moved; my beloved bought me a SUPER-COOL PERFUME CABINET about which to blog later; I can now SEE and FIND everything, which is EXTREMELY satisfying; and on top of everything else, I have recently 1) fallen in love with and acquired an absolutely delicious bottle of Encens Mythique; and 2) scored quite a score of new loves and backup bottles at the clearance sale at Henri Bendel, which is getting rid of its fine fragrance section. (I also got an awesome scarf. It’s possible I also have a scarf problem. I don’t want to talk about it.)

SO. How does one tell if one wins at perfume?

Better choices. For weeks (months), I felt like I was limited to the few things I could find. Now I can find whatever I want, and I am reveling in it. FINALLY I can find my vacation bottles. It was so stupid (because I had probably two dozen things I could have chosen from), but I packed up my Encens et Lavande while I was still in the throes of loving it. I kept hungering for it, but couldn’t have it. Not really a major annoyance, but a deprivation I didn’t like. (Spoiled much?) Now I can have it and I’m carrying a little decant of it around with me everywhere like a dog with its favorite bone. NOM. I love it.

Happy with the choices you make. I wore DSH Pamplemousse this morning for Now Smell This’ perfume challenge (wear something American for Independence Day). I love Pamplemousse but I didn’t actually want it this morning; too peppery, too vetivery, not what I wanted. Fortunately it wears off after a few hours, so I could go on and put on the Laila I actually had wanted except that I convinced myself to put on Pamplemousse (because someone on the blog mentioned it yesterday and I thought “What a great choice!” but then didn’t want it today). I could have made a better choice to start with, but I was happy I ended up in what I wanted to be in.

(I never said I was low maintenance.)

And (this is growing for me) feeling replete with options. I seem to be buying these days in bursts, but I’m just as often (or more often?) saying to myself “I’m actually already really happy with [the thing I have in that category].” I smelled an interesting sheer amber and thought “Pretty. But if I have L’Ambre des Merveilles, do I need it? No.” Obviously I am on an incense kick, but even in the full flail of craving incense, I HAVE a perfect lavender incense (obviously), floral incense (House of Matriarch’s Bohemian Black for chewy, aforementioned Encens Mythique for classic Guerlainy take on it), and my beloved Agonist Liquid Crystal which reads as a lemony incense on me; what else do I need in an incense wardrobe? I have Parfum Sacré; I don’t need anything else in the incense category. Certainly not right now.

That’s winning at perfume, right?

Maybe it’s just being satisfied, even as a person who’s never satisfied.

moose in condoLots of stuff besides just moving has occurred in the last two months; despite a stormy Fourth I’m having a happy July and hope you are having same. I’ll have to post some pictures of Moose. I think her level of satisfaction in the new place (she is not as high maintenance as me) is basically measured in the view she has out the window from the top of her kitty condo; the regularity of food deliveries; the amount of brushing she receives; and the discovery this week that the bedroom is air-conditioned. She is pretty phlegmatic about the weather, but that day it was 88 she actually ventured OUT of her kitty condo and discovered that the bedroom was air-conditioned. She spent the whole day under the air-conditioned bed. Her life doesn’t suck.

Mine’s pretty good too.

P.S. I continue to love this video.


Image is Central Park-Great Lawn, 05.24.14, by gigi_nyc, via Flickr. Used under Creative Commons license, some rights reserved.

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2 comments to Everything is ———

  • Going by your criteria of winning at perfume, I must say that I have failed miserably. Despite having been in this hobby for years, I still find myself suffering from pack rat syndrome. Sure, two perfumes probably smell similar, but is that a tinge of geranium in one that I can’t detect in the other? I MUST HAVE IT. I guess I only win because I’m patient enough to wait for something to go on sale before buying it. I rarely buy things at full price.

    • Judith

      I think you are winning; if you are still discerning differences that make the acquisition worthwhile for you, you are winning! I have been doing this for about six years? seriously, and I think I’m just reaching saturation – or at least *A* saturation POINT. Which is OK with me!

      Yay rarely buying things at full price. (Though I’ve done it, and been happy to do it, for things that were sufficiently rare.) This is why perfumistas are not so popular with salespeople; but although I feel their pain, there really isn’t another way to do it. We’ll never make it if we don’t do it at discount!

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