Old Whore's Diet | April 1, 2009 | Comments (9)


Song: Old Whore’s Diet by Rufus Wainwright (with Antony).
Scent: L’Artisan Parfumeur Mechant Loup, by Bertrand Duchaufour. Lord have mercy, this is masculine but soft. I suppose I mean that it isn’t abrasive despite notes of pepper, star anise, licorice, sandalwood, honey, hazelnut, myrrh, tonka bean and cedar, and truth be told I am somewhat reminded of the fine scotch whiskys we’ve been trying this year. (It seems I am on a sort of subconscious myrrh kick, also.) Smooth but aggressive. Their description is kind of adorable – “Full of forest scents with the heart of hazelnut! Mechant Loup is a woody perfume, which will soften and sweeten the most incorrigible charmer inside every man.” This is absolutely a big, warm, manly scent for Fall or Winter. I’d love it on M, I think, but not so much on myself. I’ll have to update this later once it’s fully dried down! (And maybe after I’ve convinced M to give it a shot.)
Confession: Late last night, M noticed lights flashing outside and the next thing I knew, she was motioning frantically for me to come over and take a look and shouting about long poles and WHAT THE HELL and ZOMG there was some sort of covert alien transportation thing going on. It’s all wrapped up nice and tight for you in this most excellent video with an Of Montreal song (Sink The Seine). It was some sort of wide load container thing, very shiny and new, and all these men were running to and fro with the police blocking the street and talking to people over the megaphone and proceeding very, very slowly. Totally bizarre. M ran to get her binoculars. What WAS in the massive box? Who can say?


