That's an entertaining reminder of scents past.
So back in 2010, I ordered a limited edition Arcana Soaps perfume. It was Monsieur Lapin ("A wild jackrabbit blend of warm ginger, black vanilla, Atlas cedarwood, bergamot, soft musk, cardamom, a pinch of patchouli, and a tiny nip of oakmoss."), and my complaint at the time was that on my wrists, he smelled of lemon and cedar, whilst on my cleavage, he smelled of carrot cake. A lot.
Fast forward to 2012, and my ordering a second bottle for Veggie.
Fast forward again to 2014, and the renaissance of the journalling perfume geeks, which inspired me to mine in The Boxes for the collection of vials and bottles, and our determining that while she still liked the '09 era Monsieur, Veggie did not like the '12.
So I brought the bottle north with me to hand over to
gingerschnapps for testing purposes.
Her wrists smell like lemon and cedar. :D
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Fast forward to 2012, and my ordering a second bottle for Veggie.
Fast forward again to 2014, and the renaissance of the journalling perfume geeks, which inspired me to mine in The Boxes for the collection of vials and bottles, and our determining that while she still liked the '09 era Monsieur, Veggie did not like the '12.
So I brought the bottle north with me to hand over to
gingerschnapps for testing purposes.
Her wrists smell like lemon and cedar. :D
This entry also available at Dreamwidth and has
comments there.