I got two blind buys on the same day. Annick Goutal Mon Parfum Cherie par Camille reinforces the blind buy. If I were to mistake my lucky randomness for logic I would never have to smell another...
Fourreau Noir makes me consider the possibilities of copying and repetition. Part of a series, variation on a theme? Uninventive, deliberate, derivative? ...
At first sniff I get cumin quite strong and maybe some nutmeg trying to cover up . . . no other way to say it, an awful stench of burning onions with some other odd camphor. Sounds strange and...
I had a long perfectly civil acquaintanceship with Duc de Vervins long before I elected to purchase a bottle. I tried it several times at Bergdorf's and passed on it thinking it is too strong;...
Cool, but sunny Tirrenco opens up with dry, bitter orange peel and a very stark ouzo (or, if you prefer, vodka infused with fennel bulb). There's an undercurrent of salty detritus, washed up on a...
Are we not asking too much from the neighbors in tolerating squawking, non-English languages and earth-shattering noise in the wee hours, in addition to the patroling for illegal immigrants?
Would we not have a hard time determining whether the signal is adequately reflecting Howard Stern's nonsensical discussions, or not, what with all the hot air?
In a physical sense it would appear that it is the atmosphere, however, in view of the fact that Stern earns mucho dinero for his imbecilic pollution of the airwaves, does that not reflect the nadir of today's society?
How would your conscience be knowing in your rescue the A Team ended up killing a couple of dozen people and blowing up a lot of the local infrastructure?