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Wednesday, January 25, 2006
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Labdanum, Defunct
The Labdanum experiments had to end for now. Unfortunately, my husband informed me that it was a "disturbingly unpleasant" odor to him. So unpleasant, in fact, that he refused to even describe to me what it smelled like, in an attempt to avoid a marital row.
Fine, I countered, if you won't tell me how the labdanum smells, I won't tell you what I think of the haircut you're contemplating...until after it's done.
You never tell me anyway, he said. Which was true, so what else could I do.
Instead, I took a break and read a few books: The Emporer of Scent, as recommended by Marya Morevna, and also A Natural History of Perfume by Mandy Aftel, which was quite useful. Unrelated, I finally finished The E-Myth, which is a modern sort of Megatrends, only far more pleasant to read, and Emotional Vampires: Dealing with People who Drain You Dry by Albert Bernstein. All worthy books in their own way, all addressing different things that I'm working on in various areas of my life.
One of these days, I'll get around to reading a novel. Seriously.
Meanwhile, I've managed to have custom soap molds made for me so that I can manufacture Llama-shaped soaps for a customer with a burning need for such a thing. I think I pretty much have the market cornered when it comes to that, as a matter of fact. Just one of many directions in which I never could have forseen my life heading. They are scented with a mixture of sweetgrass, new-mown hay, birch leaves and bark, and wood violets. A very nice, clean scent that's fairly unisex.
Also meanwhile, I have successfully managed to combine the precise proportions of sandalwood, patchouli, oakmoss, clove and cinnamon leaves, amber, bulgarian rose and bergamot to achieve the exact scent of "Old Woman In Stage Makeup And Crumpled Hat Having Lunch After Church On Sunday Afternoon". I then found that by adding hints of spearmint, lime and verbena to this mixture, I could morph it into a convincing replica of "Slightly Queer Middle-Aged Man With A Macho Complex and Faded Navy Tattoos". Just a touch of peach and apricot then brought it back around to "Stressed-Out Young Lower-Income Woman Who Smokes And Hides It Behind Juicy Fruit Gum".
Well, these might not be marketable odors, but at least it was a trip down memory lane.
5:43:18 PM 
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Melanie Teegarden.
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