THAT ‘SCENT AND SUBVERSION (DECODING A CENTURY OF PROVOCATIVE PERFUME’), A BOOK I HAD WANTED TO READ MORE THAN ANY OTHER, HAS JUST WINGED ITS WAY ACROSS THE WORLD FROM SOMEWHERE TO ME, FROM SOMEONE, AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHO THE SENDER IS.
I LOVE MY LIFE
I’m happy for you. I have the book and I really enjoyed being able to read about all of the vintages I love (and have) and learning about others that I need to seek out.
Tomorrow has been radically altered. I am grateful to the kind sender, immensely
How wonderful!
Such a shit day today (the number of middle fingers that were put up would shock anyone) and to come home to that is just simply wonderful.
What a wonderful surprise for you–most especially on a shitty day. I love it when that happens!
this book was made for me
How wonderful. The sleuth in me says to look at what country it came from – that would narrow down the mystery 🙂 It is a great book indeed – scads of info that I haven’t seen in any others and written in a very “personable” way.
Sounds like the donor was someone delightfully subversive in their own right? I bought this book on Amazon – it is gracing my nightstand and you have reminded me to actually take a look at it!
What a wonderful surprise. I bought that book at work the very day it came in! It is a lovely thing.
Looking forward to just ignoring the national Asperger’s crap that surrounds me with these twitching Japanese xenophobes and just reading my perfume book instead. Whoever sent it: arigato.
Dearest Ginza
It has been because it can….
(Calls The Dandy Yoda, no?)
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Such perfect timing as well, dear Yoda: I a total bacon frazzle this week, going bananas and ready to kill. The book is an angelic BOON.
Oh that perfumed Dandy! I had to hang upside-down and read his note backwards to figure it out!
He was never easy….
I borrowed that book from my local library. I love all the vintage ads in it. Some of them are hilarious, some are beautiful, some are just odd. How lovely to get a present from a mystery giver! I once received a Toulouse Lautrec poster from someone unknown to me to this day.
Wonderful. How was it delivered? Just left on the doorstep? Sent by post? From within America?
It was in a long tube so must have come to the doorstep. It was hand addressed to me in ink, and the return address was a post office box number in Kansas, or maybe Kentucky — where I know NOT a soul. Very odd! My husband swears to this day that he didn’t order it. Nobody I asked knew anything about it. It just turned up one day. It was the Divan Japonais poster. I had it framed and hung it in the dining room.
I love such mysteries, but this one IS really strange.
How?
How wonderful…! Like magic from OZ or something.
I still don’t know…
Isn’t the book amazing? And having an honorable mention in the acknowledgements floored me!
You deserve to be feted!