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I'm heading out of town this weekend, so I don't have time for a full update, but I'll tell you this: I've been buying perfume while I've been away. I bought a bottle of Guerlain L'Heure Bleue, Jo Malone Orange Blossom, Jo Malone Pomegranate Noir, and L'Artisan Tea for Two. I'm averaging two bottles for every three pay checks, which is pretty conservative after the desert of unemployment curtailed my purchasing power pretty significantly.
I'm enjoying everything I bought, but I'm especially in love with Pomegranate Noir. I think it's the darkness lurking underneath that fruity heart. This fall, I'm in the mood for darkness -- leathers and dirt and musk and chypres. So I'm looking for suggestions, my friends. Hit me with your best shot.
For now, I've got to get back to packing and watching my 'wamp-iiiires.' It's a great day for television when one vampire show run's its season finale and goes on hiatus (True Blood) and another one starts right up in it's place.
"That's okay -- see if I care.
Knock me down, it's all in vain
I'll get right back on my feet again."
"Hit Me With Your Best Shot," Pat Benatar