Friday, March 11, 2016
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
I’ll miss walking back to the apartment from the office every evening after work. (The house is further away and requires a tricycle ride.)
I guess the thing I’ll be missing the most is the upper-floor views of the metropolis: the sky, the skyline, the sun and the clouds.
Though I can’t wait to get back to the books that I’ve packed in boxes.
I’ll be bringing back with me much more than I took – gasp!
Now I’m worried how I’ll be able to read and write, since my view of the sky is a lot narrower from my room.
Even if the room I’ll be moving back to is better lit.
Better bathroom as well!
Still saving up to buy my own apartment unit through my investments, which after months of being in the red are now in the black.
I don’t know if I’m ready to revisit old ghosts.
The carpenters say door knobs turn on their own, doors open by themselves.
Time for an exorcism if you asked me.
But the bigger question, it seems, is whether I’m ready for catharsis.
Thursday, February 25, 2016
Consulted a perfume blog and found out that you could actually find out the version of the scent by looking at the bottom of the glass container: this one being 5V02.
The first time I used it last week, I think I made the mistake of spritzing myself twice, instead of just once – which made it all the more potent.
My first impression of Dior Homme Intense Eau de Parfum on myself? At first, I would say it smells deceptively common, seemingly less serious – but after its introduction, it reveals itself as intense and vigorously intoxicating.
Only after taking pictures of the bottle did I notice the imprint of the bee on the box. Suddenly the metaphor made sense – but I am getting ahead of myself.
What made it somewhat familiar, at first smell, I would guess must be due to the short-lived lavender.
But then the scent stays on for hours – only then was I able to deduce its enduring charms.
Depending on your emotions when you first spritz it on – it can be revolting at first, as when someone who has a forceful voice disturbs the peace in a room, but it grows on you – the same way when after actually listening to what that person has got to say, you realize that he not only makes sense, but you’d also like to be in his company a little bit longer, just to hear both the sound of his voice and make sense of his ideas. Maybe even open yourself to the possibility of falling in love.
You can’t help but feel intrigued at the complexity, until you are finally captivated – hook, line, and sinker.
What made me swoon? Dior Homme Intense has a Tuscan iris top note, which smells a bit powdery. Some would call it the “lipstick note” because there is a hint of femininity. Mixed with the gourmand smell of Ecuadorian ambrette seed – which smells like cocoa and vanilla – the eau de parfum takes on a sickly sweet character.
This gives way to its base note, a woody Virginia cedar, which makes it endlessly riveting. As with all the scents that I like, it is both feminine and masculine, sensitive and strong. Here’s to more days and nights and languid afternoons in yet another monogamous olfactory relationship.
Saturday, February 20, 2016
Though my forehead is still shiny as ever (mattifier, anyone?).
And my boat shoes as dusty as my resolutions.
Decided to wear out one of several pairs of shorts I bought at Chatuchak Market in Bangkok last month. Without a belt, of course!
And, a week right before we left the apartment condominium to return the renovated house, I actually woke up early to dive into the pool before children overrun it.
Also, you can’t see it here, but I’m also wearing Dior Homme Intense Eau de Parfum from a freshly popped bottle, which I’ll be blogging about soon.
Hmmm, did I miss anything? Nothing really except the usual things I’ve been writing about and boring you with.
Nothing except that I am still swooning over my new favourite scent – as usual, I'm wearing something meant for summer nights all throughout the day.