Edward Bess is best known for his makeup line of beauty staples (and his perfect hair that looks like its straight from a Romanticism painting). In 2016, the brand launched three perfumes. I don’t really expect for makeup brands to be able to do everything. Frankly, my expectations were low. To my surprise, these perfumes are excellent. Not just one perfume, but all of them. It’s a rarity for a brand to have good makeup, skincare and perfumes.
Mainstream Monday: Sniffing a Popular Perfume
When Miu Miu was launched, I didn’t want to try it. Why? Because I loved the bottle and ad campaign so much and I didn’t want to be disappointed by the actual product inside the bottle. Reviews started to be published and the opinions were really lukewarm. With so many launches and so little time, I didn’t go out of my way to try Miu Miu.
Everyone keeps asking me if I’m keeping up the Twin Peaks: The Return. I haven’t. I’ve been busy and I figured I’ll truly commit myself to once the current season ends. Like many people, I’m a Twin Peaks fan. I sometimes wonder if that series subconsciously impacted my choice to move to Western Washington when I first got out of school. I was attracted to the eerie beauty, the complete opposite ecosystem of the South, that I was introduced to me via David Lynch.
If you read reviews of Masque Milano Montecristo, you’ll notice that it evokes people to tell stories. Sometimes these stories are of a personal nature. Sometimes these stories are completely fictional but filled with vivid details of time and place. When it comes to perfumes, I don’t think there is a better sign than this. A perfume that stirs something inside us that makes us share stories, is a perfume worth trying…even if it is something that many will find too challenging to wear.
I sat on a striped sofa fidgeting with tassels that embellish rose printed silk pillows like I’ve done before. This time not because I was deflecting topics, but because of awkward silences. My eyes made contact with the big eyes in the painting of my aunt as a toddler. I glanced down at the dogwood painted glass hurricane lamp that my grandmother absolutely despised, a gift from her mother-in-law. But, she kept it because it survived the dangers of four rowdy children (all born within a four… Continue reading | 4 Comments