This was going to be a charming end of the year post.
I was going to write something eloquent and moving.
Something that might possibly bring a tear to your eye.
Instead something brought a tear to my eye.
I have these tiny little old, old, old perfume bottles.
They are in this cool old French Box.
I got the hare-brained idea
to clean one of them out
to make something.
You know they are really old because of their names.
This one is called
Let's think about that, shall we?
I don't wish to wear anything on my skin
with the smell described as
So you know it's really, really old.
I chose this one.
It was all dark brown inside and nasty looking.
I filled it with water.
I scraped out the white gooky stuff
from around the sides.
It hit me.
To describe this smell
I would use the term
house of ill repute shall we say.
But then, that's insulting
to the French
to a house of ill repute.
want to smell like this.
It's on my hands.
It's in my kitchen.
It seems to be permanent!!!!!!!!!
A quick look on Google
and I decide to try
white vinegar to clean the bottle.
Now I have some sort of
a white pasty residue inside the bottle.
My kitchen smells like a
house of ill repute
that has been
Or dyeing Easter Eggs.
I'm leaving now
to see if
I can purchase some
I'm hoping it helps.
Hope you have a great New Year's Eve.
(terrific...I can smell it on the computer mouse)