Good afternoon, Wednesday. It is Wednesday, right? Damn.
So all this talk of apartment hunting is probably boring you to tears- I am beyond knackered, my feet are killing me, and my shins are begging for mercy. I have found something that may be perfect for us, so fingers crossed...and toes. And anything else you want to cross for that matter.
And today being such a crappy weather day, I found myself mid search seeking shelter from the storm (as well as a respite from the hunt) in my favorite retail refuge- good old original 59th Street Bloomingdales. How I love that place...I find it incredibly comforting and wonderful- everyone who works there is super friendly and helpufl- and they've really redone the place- it looks amazing now and the second floor rivals Barney's in its coolness.
And they now haveTom Ford fragrances- which PS- are to absolutely kill and/or die for. I am a devout sucker for scent- I would never leave the house without perfume- it's on my list of do nots and smelling good seems to be the best revenge, as well as a lifelong "must" of mine. I am prone to vanilla scents of all kind- I suppose sweet is my thing and smelling like dessert is never bad. I'm a bit of a foodie when it comes to scent.
But the one scent that had me at first spritz was Mr. Ford's fantastic Tobacco Vanilla- I quite frankly have never smelled anything like it- heady, sweet, and sexy and indescribly delicious all at once. The woman behind the counter said that I'm the type of girl who goes for this scent- because I look the part, whatever that means...maybe a touch masculine/funky/femme all at once I gather. I must have it- it's expensive as hell but somehow worth it...ladies- if you want men to drop at your feet and be rendered defenseless, buy this. Now. Yea its a bit masculine, but changes when it interacts with your estrogen, or at least it did for me. It's pretty much the sexiest thing I have ever smelled. I have been sniffing at my writsts all day to get a whiff-it's unreal. There is no way anyone will resist you when you have this on- I kid you not. Heavenly....Mr. Ford sure knows a thing or two about a thing or two when it comes to sexiness. Here is the way Neiman Marcus described the notes on its site:
A modern take on an old world men's club. A smooth oriental, Tobacco Vanille opens immediately with opulent essences of tobacco leaf and aromatic spice notes. The heart unfolds with creamy tonka bean, tobacco flower, vanilla and cocoa, and finishes with a dry fruit accord, enriched with sweet wood sap.
And though I had to walk away from this divine orgasm of a fragrance, I also resisted buying a leopoard hair purse because I had to- Bloomies is so much fun, and I will own that Tobacco Vanilla yet- it's exquisite. (Much like coffe shops in Amsterdam, you must do a quick spin through Bloomingdales and then get on out of there.. If you are there longer than an hour dizziness sets in, and it's no bueno- get your fix and leave).
Cause that's what's up this rainy yet lovely smelling Thursday in the MIA.Keep calm and smell delicious. Tomorrow the hunt continues in Brooklyn. XO
UPDATE: IT'S WEDNESDAY AND I AM NOT IN THE MIA BUT IN THE NYC. See how scrambled my brain is? Oy....