I am clean!
and I smell of vetiver and jasmine. this is good.
I have engaged in championship bath. I have committed championship bath. I put silly stuff on my face and read
Fifth Business by Robertson Davies and now my hair is dripping down my back. I am positively slathered in ultimate buttah. I shall feel like silk. I won't be able to stop touching myself.
Now, now. don't be dirty.
I have to get up early in the morning in order to commit an act of utter insanity.
I was going to tell you all something but I don't remember what it was. but earlier today I committed icon, thanks to
bowie_daily.
I'll tell you about the act of insanity later, but only if it succeeded.
and only on hangover day, which shall be Sunday, in accordance with the prophecy.
but if you want to help out - I am going to a company christmas party at a snazzy hotel downtown (the same hotel where they're holding WFC in 2008, and of COURSE you've already bought your memberships. Right? right. Chelsea wants you to come to WFC in 2008. Obey the Chelsea, for she drank wine in the tub and is now giggly.)
ANYWAY!
I want suggestions on which perfume to wear. I don't have any Yules. scent families or note suggestions welcome, as well as blend suggestions, since I don't have scads and scads. I'll tell you what I have bottles of:
determination
lionheart
Kali
Queen Mab
O
The Black Tower
kindly moon
peony moon
the premature burial
Dia de los meurtos 05
Harvest moon 06
Chaos Theory III (i've got now idea what's in it. I think floral. I'm tempted to send a Master Nose a sniffie just so I can find out what it is.)
Urania
Somnus
Perversion
Dr. John Seward
and I have a metric wowload of imps, by my estimation, so take a wild stab. (really, it's probably about 40 but I have strange notions of what is a lot.)
Department store pefumes speak of daytime scents and evening scents - I'm looking for an evening scent. something that screams All Shall Love Me, and Despair. so help! I'm going to be embroiled in insanity and therefore cannot dither over what perfume to wear. but when in doubt, reach for the snake oil. right?
damn, I'm drunk enough to sing Opera. where's my Vitas?
ETA: I am seized by a deep desire for a martini. and I just googled "gluten-free gin" and discovered that all distilled liquors are gluten free. and vermouth is gluten free. so I can have a martini, if I want.
and I can drink scotch. ah, bliss. Joy and Heaven!