Like drifting sparks,
or somebody's photo on the internet,
you never know where perfume will end up
once you set it free
Molecules of musk
Blinding brilliant to the nose
Sparks upon the wind.
In the messages of plants
Craving, by Perfume by Nature.
There simply aren't enough warning labels on this stuff.
The ne'er-do-well private fragrance investigator is back, and this time he's in real trouble. In addition to his many other weaknesses, it seems he's a bit of a chocoholic, and maybe even kinky for gourmands. Too bad he's about to run into Craving - the Mystery of
Mounted nereid from the temple of Asklepios at Epidauros
Fragrant feelings must be told
But how it's done's a question old.
Should my truth fail perfume's glory
Let this myth tell truer story.
In the third year of our voyage, propelled by a great storm, we were driven far to the western seas. As
I'm wearing Dionysis this morning - in a few spots in various levels of development.
This one opens intensely with a big plump wine note that is loaded with what seems like sticky balsam. It's heady and intoxicating - it's hard to pull your nose away from.
That stage only lasts a few minutes on me. There's a transition next that speeds through a number of olfactory images to me - some good, some not so good. I get an herbal tea with milk shortly after the initial blast
What goes with great literature? Fishing lures and a lazy afternoon? Perfume? How about a perfume that fits the story like a dandy's scented glove...?
Standing alone in front of the wrong class, our little team-teaching experiment now seemed like a huge mistake. With the AP English and chemistry classes being essentially the