There’s just something about a container of Play-Doh that brings me right back to childhood. Sure, the familiar logo and yellow canister plays a role, but the main thing that transports me is definitely the smell of that stuff. Even though it’s not the most pleasant smell, there is something very comforting about it. So much so that a former colleague of mine brought in a couple of mini canisters in to work a few years ago so that we could have the “back to childhood” experie
A couple of weeks ago, I indulged in a scented purchase at Pier 1 Imports. I’m happy to report that the fragrance is long-lasting, pungent, and can be smelled throughout most of the house. That’s a good deal! What I’m liking about this scent in particular is that though it is called “Sweet Pumpkin”, it doesn’t smell much like pumpkin. This appeals to my “avoid all things trendy and disgustingly over-popular” side, particularly as we have been inundated by a sea of “everything
I have never been a big tea drinker. I had inherited my mother’s “tea is for when you are sick” stance on the beverage and my father’s penchant for coffee, but in recent years I’ve become a bit more fond of the stuff. I’m intrigued by the different flavor palettes and countries of origin, and as I educate myself, I’ve come to learn that tea is far more than the Lipton of my youth. I attended the 2013 Coffee and Tea Festival in NYC and became even further acquainted with tea.
Today’s post focuses on the senses being engaged in both a pleasing and unpleasing way. A prime example is the Stargazer Lily. I find them beautiful to look at, especially the ones that were recently gifted to me. They stayed folded within themselves for a couple of days before slowly starting to bloom out and reveal their big, beautiful white petals and center. Carefully looking at all its contours, one could quite simply go into a reverie.
Until, of course, the moment when
Throughout most of my life, I lead with my nose. I’m taken away by aromas that I find fanciful, or bring me back to another place in time, or create vivid images in my mind. I’ve always been attracted to scent/fragrance/perfume. Since I was 15, I’ve been wearing Tuscany per Donna by Estee Lauder. It smells of warmth and sensuality to me, very womanly, a hint exotic, with notes that seem “familiar” yet complex. As a lover of all things fragrant, it would seem only natural that
At Sniffapalooza, I received a bevy of fragrance samples. I’m making the commitment to sample each one by one. I tried Tiara from House of Sillage last week and I’m making another attempt today. It is ntended to be “emotive and sensuously magnetic” and “a sumptuously evocative fragrance that is further transformed by the woman wearing it.” I guess I failed woefully at that because it wound up just smelling like “old lady” on me the first time. Perhaps it is too musky and defi
Today I made some roasted butternut squash. While I did it out of necessity (I was a day over the “use by” date), it was the perfect day for it- quiet, cloudy, the threat of rain looming in each hour. I opened the refrigerator door and saw a jar of Mrs. Renfro’s pineapple salsa. In the mood to “use up” things, I was planning on using that towards the end and maybe throwing in a few mango slices. However, I started the roasting with some simple ingredients- leek, freshly groun
I recently became acquainted with what seemed to be a really interesting and fun concept for an event- Sniffapalooza! Being one who love all things fragrant, I thought this event would be perfect for me. I couldn’t wait for the sniffing spree that I was about to embark upon. After a few mishaps that I won’t get into in much detail here (this is, after all, a blog about the senses, not things that went awry), I did get to sample countless fragrances. The event wasn’t quite was