February 1st – Downtown – On the verge of being sick and in the complete center of exhaustion, I sprayed on a fragrance to sample. I smell like “bros” and I really didn’t want to smell like that today.
February 2nd – Downtown – Walking out of SAM slightly disappointed by the exhibit, I catch a whiff of blooming daphne. It’s one of the best smells on the planet and makes me forget about the male Eurocentric art rant fermenting in my head.
February 3rd – West Seattle – A strange mucky aroma follows me. Husband has rotten… Continue reading | 9 Comments
Jan. 1st – International District – Rare, clear blue skies highlighting the snowy mountain skyline. Phaedon Rue de Lilas on my wrists. Walked to go get green tea cream puffs, so frigid and cold that it hurts the sinuses. Smells of fish market, roasted garlic and bulgogi.
Jan. 2nd – Downtown – Moxi expressed herself on the rug again. It’s like Secretions Magnifiques without any of the good stuff. For some reason there was a pile of sawdust in the elevator that smells like fir.