Friday Musings: on fragrance and fluffy red hair
I have to admit, I’m not the best person to write about perfumes: that is an art requiring skills and talents that go way beyond what’s needed to evaluate typical cosmetics… there’s so much I don’t understand about olfactory notes, sillage and other subtleties, much as I’d like to. Even so, I still feel the need to post a mini-review of my beloved Narciso by Narciso Rodríguez, which I’ve been using all winter.
I actually began using it mid-spring, stopped for the summer (this would be death by perfume during warm weather), then tried to run back to it by October, but something with this much wood and musk, that envelops you upon spritzing, just isn’t compatible with the sprummer and summ-umn weather that’s typical in my area, so I parked it until winter… at first it feels like the perfume is going to be sweet, even cloying, but it isn’t. I remember having read something about NR himself stating that this perfume was developed as an unabashedly sexy fragrance, one that made men’s heads turn… I walk fast and mind my own business, so I haven’t noticed any such thing while out and about (however, NessieMan did give his most sincere approval), but I do feel quite the femme fatale wearing this.
It also lasts quite a lot: I can still sense a hint of it even after showering at night. I have the eau de parfum and I avoid wearing it on gym days, because I still feel a whiff even at the end of a long day.
Karoline Herfurth y Rachel Hurd-Wood playing the two characters from Perfume: Story of a Murderer that were the first and last obsession of Grenouille, the main character.
I wasn’t raised in northern latitudes, where this hair color is more frequent, so I could never understand why some over there make fun of gingers… I’m kinda envious of this coloring: it just looks so lovely and striking.
In fact, I used to dye my wine red when I was young and Goth-ish; this Renaissance tone would have been a no-go with my black-brown hair and olive skin.
Ed Sheeran’s Photograph. In the unlikely case I’d ever want to become a mother, I’d want to adopt a little kid just like Ed. He is so precious and huggable, just like a fluffy ginger teddy bear.
And speaking of which…
Is he or isn’t he the cutest creature alive?