anyway, today i decided to venture over to CB i hate perfume, which is a couple of blocks from my apartment. i love perfume, and i am constantly searching for a signature scent. that sounds terribly cheesy but this is a real quest that i have been on for years.
the store itself is tiny and white, with walls of shelves-- on the right side are the blended perfumes and on the left are the accords -- single note fragrances that are nothing if not shockingly realistic (think roast beef, chewing gum, doll head, rubber cement). serious willy-wonka-ness happening on the left side, btw.
i only had a little time to spend in the store (i had to meet mr. time warner cable !!!), but it would be easy to spend hours there.... i mean there are 4 different types of tobacco accord alone, but i did manage to leave with Winter 1972, one of the blended perfumes. probably not going to be the one, but it smells really nice and clean and snow-y. ok, that's it. tomorrow's adventure will be the laundromat, but i doubt i'll be blogging about that one.
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