Yay, it's Friday.
First and foremost:
Happy Birthday, 
evergleam83!
Anyway, I made it to the end of the week. Tonight, I'm going dancing with Ariel, since it's big band night at FNS, and Flissy will be there, to boot. Bellydance was pretty good last night, too-- we learned a bit of some Indian tribal dance (think Bollywood) that was pretty silly, but incredibly invigorating. I sweated more last night than I think I've ever done in dance class. I came home totally exhausted-- stayed up just long enough to catch Supernatural, then passed out in front of the TV.
All things considered, I have a quiet-ish weekend ahead of me. Ashley has to work, as it turns out, so tomorrow will be spent at family birthday parties, and Saturday night into Sunday I have mostly free. It will be good, I think-- I have a big project that I need to work on, so I'm going to do a Nine Muses ritual to get in the Zone and start plugging away at it before hanging out with Anna. At any rate, I've been consistently busy for the last few weeks-- and my social calendar likewise tells me that I'm busy every single evening until Feb. 18th (!)-- so a little unexpected battery re-charging time is a pleasant surprise.
(Aside--tamnonlinear and marinatempest, how does either Feb. 24th or 25th work for you as a possible time for a Beadazzled trip? Either Mount Vernon or Dupont Circle works for me-- and there's fun stuff to see/do/eat in both locations.)
(Aside two--brapolitics, the night of Feb 10th, I'll be in Adams Morgan with shadowcaptain to see tompurdue's all-female production of Much Ado About Nothing. To which, of course, you are very much invited, especially since we have plans to hang the next day, anyway. What are our plans for the 11th? Also, findingjuliet & interdisciple live really nearby, so if you guys wanna do snacks/brunch/whatever, I'll be in your area!)
Busy busy busy busy busy. Good busy, but busy. I keep telling myself to not feel guilty about neglecting my writing. After all, when I was corresponding with Elizabeth Hand, she told me that the best possible thing a fresh-out-of-college writer could do is to have capital-E Experiences. When I look back over the past two years, I have made a lot of new friends and have really broadened my horizons artistically, culinarily, socially. I keep telling myself that this is all good input, and better than me holing myself in my room, writing based on conjecture and other peoples' experiences. For the time being, it is important to me to live stories, not only tell them. Who knows, this might keep up, and even my grandkids will be jealous of Grandma's social life. Bea Arthur, eat your heart out!
BPALs o' the day: (ETA: OMG, there were prototypes for Snake Oil soap out at will-call! *faints*)
Perfumey blackberry. I remember this one being much lighter, but the tester I tried it out of is about two years old now-- and imps age quicker than bottles. It may be that the heather note has gotten more potent with time, because I remember this as being almost whisper-soft when I first tried it. That said, the floralness dies off after a half hour or so, leaving a pale lavender scent with hints of herbal green. The scent of a bowl of blackberries freshly washed, not the sweet synthetic blackberry "flavoring", if that makes any sense. Looking at the notes, I expected this to be a little like Philosophy's Falling In Love, but it lacks the round creaminess of that scent. Overall, I'd like a little more berry, a little less heather.
Mmmm. Fresh almond milk. Usually, almond is one of the notes I absolutely can't stand. It tends to go to rotten cherry on my skin with astonishing speed, but this blend mercifully does not. This reminds me quite a lot of O. I think they share the same round, creamy honey note-- it is a sweet scent, but not explicitly foodlike, nor cloying. It has moderate throw, but is not overpowering. Very white, very glowy. Comforting-- a consistent soft, milky scent that promotes an overall feel of well-being. Incidentally, if you're a fan of LUSH's Snowcake soap-- this scent is almost dead-on.
Also, it amuses me to no end that I chose a milk, honey, and grains scent before I realized that today is Imbolc. Blessed Imbolc, everybody!
evergleam83!Anyway, I made it to the end of the week. Tonight, I'm going dancing with Ariel, since it's big band night at FNS, and Flissy will be there, to boot. Bellydance was pretty good last night, too-- we learned a bit of some Indian tribal dance (think Bollywood) that was pretty silly, but incredibly invigorating. I sweated more last night than I think I've ever done in dance class. I came home totally exhausted-- stayed up just long enough to catch Supernatural, then passed out in front of the TV.
All things considered, I have a quiet-ish weekend ahead of me. Ashley has to work, as it turns out, so tomorrow will be spent at family birthday parties, and Saturday night into Sunday I have mostly free. It will be good, I think-- I have a big project that I need to work on, so I'm going to do a Nine Muses ritual to get in the Zone and start plugging away at it before hanging out with Anna. At any rate, I've been consistently busy for the last few weeks-- and my social calendar likewise tells me that I'm busy every single evening until Feb. 18th (!)-- so a little unexpected battery re-charging time is a pleasant surprise.
(Aside--
tamnonlinear and marinatempest, how does either Feb. 24th or 25th work for you as a possible time for a Beadazzled trip? Either Mount Vernon or Dupont Circle works for me-- and there's fun stuff to see/do/eat in both locations.)(Aside two--
brapolitics, the night of Feb 10th, I'll be in Adams Morgan with shadowcaptain to see tompurdue's all-female production of Much Ado About Nothing. To which, of course, you are very much invited, especially since we have plans to hang the next day, anyway. What are our plans for the 11th? Also, findingjuliet & interdisciple live really nearby, so if you guys wanna do snacks/brunch/whatever, I'll be in your area!)Busy busy busy busy busy. Good busy, but busy. I keep telling myself to not feel guilty about neglecting my writing. After all, when I was corresponding with Elizabeth Hand, she told me that the best possible thing a fresh-out-of-college writer could do is to have capital-E Experiences. When I look back over the past two years, I have made a lot of new friends and have really broadened my horizons artistically, culinarily, socially. I keep telling myself that this is all good input, and better than me holing myself in my room, writing based on conjecture and other peoples' experiences. For the time being, it is important to me to live stories, not only tell them. Who knows, this might keep up, and even my grandkids will be jealous of Grandma's social life. Bea Arthur, eat your heart out!
BPALs o' the day: (ETA: OMG, there were prototypes for Snake Oil soap out at will-call! *faints*)
Glasgow: The rich scent of wild blackberry breezing over gentle rosy heather.
Perfumey blackberry. I remember this one being much lighter, but the tester I tried it out of is about two years old now-- and imps age quicker than bottles. It may be that the heather note has gotten more potent with time, because I remember this as being almost whisper-soft when I first tried it. That said, the floralness dies off after a half hour or so, leaving a pale lavender scent with hints of herbal green. The scent of a bowl of blackberries freshly washed, not the sweet synthetic blackberry "flavoring", if that makes any sense. Looking at the notes, I expected this to be a little like Philosophy's Falling In Love, but it lacks the round creaminess of that scent. Overall, I'd like a little more berry, a little less heather.
Dana O'Shee: In Irish folklore the Dana O'Shee are a fae, elven people that live in a realm of beauty, their nobility akin to our that own Age of Chivalry, eternally beautiful and eternally young. They surround themselves with the pleasures of the Arts, they live for the hunt, and to this day can be seen riding in procession through the Irish countryside at twilight, led by their King and Queen. However, the Dana O'Shee are not benevolent creatures, despite what their unearthly beauty may imply. They are vengeful and treacherous and possess a streak of mischievous malice, and many have whispered that their true home lies deep in the shadowed groves of the Realm of the Dead. Hearing even a single chord of their otherworldly music leaves one stunned and lost to the mortal realms for ever, finding themselves prey to the Dana O'Shee's hunt or enslaved in their Court as servants or playthings. Offerings of milk, honey and sweet grains were made to placate these creatures, and it is that the basis of the scent created in their name.
Mmmm. Fresh almond milk. Usually, almond is one of the notes I absolutely can't stand. It tends to go to rotten cherry on my skin with astonishing speed, but this blend mercifully does not. This reminds me quite a lot of O. I think they share the same round, creamy honey note-- it is a sweet scent, but not explicitly foodlike, nor cloying. It has moderate throw, but is not overpowering. Very white, very glowy. Comforting-- a consistent soft, milky scent that promotes an overall feel of well-being. Incidentally, if you're a fan of LUSH's Snowcake soap-- this scent is almost dead-on.
Also, it amuses me to no end that I chose a milk, honey, and grains scent before I realized that today is Imbolc. Blessed Imbolc, everybody!