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Domani parto per Londra perché il 28 agosto c'è il Basenotes official lunch. In pratica è un raduno di perfumista (versione olfattiva della fashion victim, condizione patologica inspiegabilmente trascurata dal DSM IV) di tutto il mondo. Visteremo il mitico reparto Haute Parfumerie di Harrods, forse guidate da Roja Dove in persona, Be Never Too Busy to Be beautifull, lo spin-off cosmetico di Lush, Les Scenteur, Ormonde Jayne e molte altre mitiche profumerie di Londra. Sicuramnte, che il tour ufficlale lo preveda o no, farò un salto da Jo Malone, to smell the smells that, due to a policy of marketing really insane, have not yet been imported into Italy.
When I return, Sunday 30, I will make a detailed account of the event and two of my personal missions:

1) Finding Amazone (****), the first fragrance in I fell in love, because my mother was a champion and I did smell while traveling by car. Obviously it was the original version of 1974, but it also opens the one currently on the market, reformulated in 1993, is pretty good.

2) More importantly, try Ponn Farr, a scent inspired by Star Trek and Spock in particular, the hero of the sexiest and most charming and adorable ever born from the mind of a writer's show. Indeed, since that is a perfume for women, inspired me in Tporc version, the woman who Spock logically should choose as his partner.

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At the request of Priscilla, republish a post I wrote a few months ago on my other blog , one dedicated to cazzeggiano general, with the addition of a photo documenting the altered state of the victim after the experiment:

I did smell the perfume that my cat Minerva Silvio Levi me know during his conversations about the world of perfume, just to see the reactions of a feline sense of smell. I started with Let me play the lion by the name (***), feline. Minerva has sniffed, then dismissed the nose, he played a bit 'with the map, it must be realized that is not edible, he lost interest and devoted herself to wash. I tried to put them under my nose, one at a time, all other maps. Total indifference. At best, if you approached the lot, I looked annoyed, as if to say: "What the hell kind of experiments are you doing? I am a cat, not a guinea pig", it was even asleep. Finally I pulled out the Antimatière (****). Minerva pulled her head up suddenly, with green eyes staring, ears erect, sniffing the air in all directions, without knowing where it came from the smell. She started staring at a point in space, as cats do sometimes. that's why they say see ghosts. And if the Antimatière was the smell of a spectrum?

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The last and perhaps the most beautiful concert, in NYC, the musicians on a Firescape the public on the old New York's High Line elevated and as background the Chelsea Pier on the Hudson ...


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