My bedroom is in a thick mess. So is myself. 2pm and still indecisive as to whether I should get my butt off this small space I managed to squeeze myself in between this mountainous mess on my bed and go to shower or not. And yet, I'm questioning myself why was I, Zaharina, 2 hours ago, was so certain of showering.
That however, is not an issue here. Quite clearly, that was a statement/pictorial aid as to how my life looks like at the moment. Messy, indecisive and smelly. Hah.
Now, scratch that. Because, contrary to being smelly, this post is actually a dedication to what I'd like to call: My sick and pricey hobby. Well, this is written partly because I want to equilibrate the sad posts and the bright ones in here. I don't want to have declination in readership because of the frequent portrayal of myself being down all the time. Who looks up to down people anyway? (5 points for phrasing my own cheap oxymoron line).
Also, this can be regarded as a minor response to Diyana's post about her sick love towards anything pretty :)
Tadaaaa!!!!This is an extremely unhealthy perpetual habit, girls. Because the worst part of the hobby is of course, the money that comes into it.
Viktor & Rolf's Flowerbomb which comes in a whopping CAD135 per bottle of 50mL is my favourite perfume of all time and I often use it very sparingly (only on special occasions) because one spritz lasts me the entire day. It's shaped like a hand grenade (signifying the bomb) and smells downright amazing. It's classy, sweet, florally and embodies non-offensive skanky bit to it (not in a cheap skanky way because in Flowerbomb, the tentacle's being cut off!). This is the only perfume that I own and plan to repurchase once I ran out of it. Yes, I love it that much.
The second one goes to my Dolce & Gabbana Light Blue (The one with the frosted bottle and plastic light blue cap) and the 3rd is Aquolina Pink Sugar (the only pink bottle in the image above, this smells like cotton candy!) which is adorable and edible at the same time.
And as you can see, fruity and womanly-florally smelling perfumes don't really butter my muffin. Any Escada, Estee Lauder or Juicy Couture offerings have no place in my heart. It's the bold fruitiness/floweriness that turns me off. But their lineups are nice and decent and it is very understandable as to why many girls love it so much.
Already, I have a few bottles that I plan to purchase in the next six months. They are YSL's Parisienne and Miss Dior Cherie :)
There you go, my happy, bright post. I feel happy now, getting to share one of my loves with you. Wow, this really is a feel good button isn't it?
So tell me if any of these happen to be yours and share me your scent-sational stories! Anonymous/silent readers. Give me a shout out too! No names needed, but please? Make my day, will you ;)
Take care and for those who's struggling for the finals. Good Luck!
dont worry, i wont be wearing that one too when we meet up, lets just say, we have a mutual understanding on that one :)