In the middle of the night, desperately bored with myself (I'm working on a book project) and trolling the perfume blogs, I linked to your YouTube reviews.
I'm obsessed with perfume (much more than writing, obviously), I own too many bottles to count, and seeing you talking perfume, well, it felt like my life was suddenly complete. But then everything gets blown out of proportion at 3 a.m.
Still, the videos are great, and if you ever want decants of some fabulous niche stuff, just holler.
Eau d'Italie is making some great scents (I saw you liked incense). I have a few of the By Kilians, which, yeah yeah, are overpriced, but incredible. And everything I've bought from Etat Libre d'Orange is weird and great, especially Jasmin et Cigarette. Plus, I have another hundred or two.
Thanks for the props on my channel! I, too, enjoy procrastinating on writing deadlines by trolling the perfume blogs.
I may well be drawing on your reckless offer of Etat Libre d'Orange decants in the future.
Re: Etat Libre, I've got full bottles of Jasmin et Cigarette, Vraie Blonde and Encens et Bubblegum, and samples of the rest, including the notorious Secretions Magnifiques, with which I'm happy to part.
Off the top of my head, I have a few of the Hermessences, a few Chanel Exclusifs, a couple Tom Ford Private Collection (Black Violet and Velvet Gardenia)...oh gosh, this is depressing. Is this what life has come down to? My father would slap me across the head and tell me to go dig something up or haul something.
Perfume love isn't depressing! It's a portable sybarite pleasure that doesn't pack on the calories or destroy our families.
Not to be grabby with an almost-stranger (but virtual friend!), but I'd love to have dinky li'l samples of all the Etat Libres you have. And Ambre Narguile is the Hermessence I want to try.
This is so kind of you to offer, and possibly extremely gauche of me to accept, but it's wartime...or the depression...or something, and needs must.
Ambre Narguile is nice and sweet and comfortable but I can only imagine wearing it during the holidays. It's the pumpkin pie of perfumes.
Oh, and if you haven't already, try Parfums MDCI Enlèvement au Sérail. Sadly, I sold my bottle because it was too feminine for me to pull off. (And, let's face it, because my girlfriend had left me.) But, wow, if science ever advances to the point it can create a woman beginning only from a scent, that's the scent I'd choose. That or pumpkin pie.
I know you're busy, buying perfume, watching my YouTube reviews, occasionally working on your book. But do not deny fellow fragrance lovers your wit, insight and untoward personal revelations.
Would you consider writing on my blog? Just think of it as a social obligation, like volunteering at a soup kitchen. You could be like Rodrigo the Perfume Dog -- in other words, much more interesting, cute and popular than I am.
|Rodrigo the Perfume Dog.|
Sure, yeah, I'll contribute. I'm more comfortable as a trusty sidekick. I will not do the Rodrigo high-five, though. I don't high-five.
You'd think I'd be more at ease with the jocular elements of life. But no. Whatever allows one to high-five, whether it's a protein or a hormone or a gene, I'm missing. I don't want to slap hands with a total stranger, even in the midst of a grand celebration.
By simply refusing to engage in a perfectly acceptable social gesture, I can ruin the moment for anyone. And I'll ruin it for you, too, if you make me high-five like you did with Rodrigo.
I don’t make Rodrigo high-five. He makes me high-five. And he’ll make you high-five too, you wait. His warm little paw pads on your palms will just melt you.
Welcome aboard, Perfume Pen Pal. High five!
Dan Rolleri is a guy who likes perfume and music and baseball, and most days he sits around the house working on a book that regrettably includes none of these things.