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I’ll be pretty useless for this week’s challenge because my habit for quite a while now has been to 1) pick tomorrow’s scent some time in the evening and 2) spritz some on for a test run because why not. So my bedtime scent is always the one I’ll be wearing tomorrow.
SPEAKING OF WHICH. I said I’d gotten a couple of samples while on vacation: one of them was the acceptable-but-only-that Bleu de Chanel, and the other, which I tried on a few nights ago, was Kenzo Homme Indigo, which I should have known was trouble because the sample’s sleeve listed the notes as “Marine accord, iris, leather”, but hey, I’ll try anything, I’ve been surprised before. And I should have trusted my instincts! It actually made me gag. I couldn’t scrub it off fast enough. A huge blast of that melony, nostril-scraping Calone or one of its horrid offspring mated with a grim, garbagey iris. Obviously there are people who like this sort of thing, but I hope all of them stay well away from me.
Anyway. Today (and last night) I’m in YSL Yvresse because it’s such a sparkling burst of joy. It’s what happiness smells like.
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