Brit Red and the Minions of Plaid
from teacake @ teacakeryAfter successfully ignoring the Burberry line for many years I have finally succumbed. Ever a wide-eyed child of advertising spin and my own imagination I have fallen for many a fragrance fantasy..You will be scary and maybe kinky and definitely sexy a…
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from teacake @ teacakeryLet me begin by saying that I am very proud of myself that I have never bought one of these beauties. I have been tempted. Just the other day I saw Live at a give-away price, the big wonderful bottle, and I didn’t even stop for another spray to try and…
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from Zz @ An Artisan Perfumers NotebookI am not a sloppy cook, sloppy worker, and generally get around to keeping things clean and tidy. Sometimes the work space gets a bit cluttered and needs a good spring clean. That is what has happened. Eventually I will have things more organized, but …
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from Briana @ BOND NO.9 FRAGRANCESRead the rest here: West Side
Voices In My Head
from Zz @ An Artisan Perfumers NotebookUsually when speaking of voices in ones head, it is almost always a drama where some crazed lunatic is channeling Satan, or claiming that his dead dog told him to do it.Truth is we all have a little voice in our head. Our official invisible pundit. The…
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from Briana @ BOND NO.9 FRAGRANCESDraw a dividing line down the length of the island of Manhattan, and you have the West Side and the East Side. The West Side has an unfair advantage: it’s long had a monopoly on music. This part of town has been home to Carnegie Hall, Tin Pan Alley, the Cotton Club, the Copacobana, Birdland, Lincoln Center, Studio 54, and S.O.B.’s. Mozart, Broadway musicals, and rock thrive here. Bebop and disco just about got their start here. So did meringue, salsa, and reggaeton. Arturo Toscanini, Charlie Parker, Billie Holiday, John Lennon, Sid Vicious, Tina Turner, Bruce Springsteen, Paul Simon, and Tupac have all lived or performed on Manhattan’s West Side.
As for the flacon: richly hued in red and blue, it of course displays the universal symbol of music—the curling treble clef.
We’ve asked ourselves—What’s the sound of Bond No. 9’s West Side? Are we talking The Platters’ version of Twilight Time, maybe? Lizst’s Piano Concerto No. 2. Cole Porter’s Begin the Beguine? Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue? Philip Glass’s Koyaanisqatsi? That’s just our nose at work. Fragrance, like music, is open to interpretation. Everyone who sniffs it will hear—and smell—a different melody of their own.
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