APJ joins the MOOD SCENT 4 crew. Tara from A Bottled Rose has kindly offered me her seat at the table and I’m super thrilled to be working with the women from I Scent You A Day, L’Esperessence and Megan In Saint Maxime in their joint blogging project. We will be getting together sometimes to bring you an idea across our four blogs, in our own ways and tastes. Do hit their tabs and see their posts about Guilty Pleasures too.
Mood Scent 4: Guilty Pleasures
Guilty Pleasures can mean so many different things. What are my pleasures that I can feel guilty about? Well, having grown up Roman Catholic, taught by Nuns and then Jesuits, I feel as if guilt and I go hand in hand. Food, Fragrances, Fun, Spendthrift Ways and so many other guilty pleasures. I’m going to go a little wide but keep it all scent based, well try to anyway.
Guilty Pleasures: Celebrity Fragrances
When you have some of the worlds most critically acclaimed scents, expensive, beautifully bottled & boxed and all you want to wear is Jessica Simpson Fancy Night, Queen Latifah Queen of Hearts, Madonna Truth or Dare Naked or Paris Hilton Fairy Dust. Sometimes I scoff at my own poor taste, and then triple spritz the cheap shit again. Just for the sheer, gluttonous joy of being a fragrant wall of sound.
Guilty Pleasures: Late Night Online Shopping
OK, it’s 2am. I might have snacked, had a cup of coffee and be wide awake and a little wired. THEN I start reading Fragrantica or BaseNotes, trolling the scentbloggosphere and discount outlets. Suddenly there 5 things in my cart and I’m pushing PayPal buttons. SO MUCH PLEASURE, quite a bit of guilt. I have over a thousand bottles in my perfume room, why do I need more, how will I ever wear them, what have I become? Yes, it’s utterly pathetic but the thrill of shopping is REAL.
Guilty Pleasures: Shower Gel and Soap
Let’s not keep this just to perfume eh? I often have the uncontrollable urge to splurge on bath products. My collection is as vast and ridiculous as my perfume addiction. From Dane Tabu to Amouage Shower Gels, Penhaligon’s Bath Oil to Olympic Orchids Amber & Labdanum Bath Oil and all manner of Soaps and Bath Salts. It’s pleasure but having so much and looking in those drawers dows make me squirm with guilt sometimes. Joyful, transfixed, gloriously happy guilt.
Guilty Pleasures: Unopened Boxes
Nowadays I rarely open the boxes of perfume I buy. Not unless someone wants to smell it and get a decant, or it arrives when I have company, or I just can’t help myself. With so many open perfume bottles I don’t need to open a new one anymore to enjoy it. I get equal, yet guilty, pleasure from having the bottle on site, fully cellophaned and brand new looking. I love to just grab the box out and look. Then I feel so stupid and slightly guilty at my frag gluttony and wastrel ways. It brings me loads of joy though, just to have them.
Guilty Pleasures: The Smell of KFC
You all may know that I am now diabetic. That has taken KFC off the menu unless it’s a VERY special occasion. I have been known to stop the car and walk into a KFC just to smell it again. It’s embarrassing and I feel like a right dolt but there you have it. Possibly my most Guilty Pleasure is the sniffing of KFC, just standing in the shop and breathing deeply.
HA! Well, it does feel good to get all that off my chest. Thanks for reading. Do go and check out the womens blogs: I Scent You A Day, L’Esperessence and Megan In Saint Maxime. I know they will have sensation lists of things that make them cringe at themselves too.
What are your Guilty Pleasures?