Moi? I help out the economy.
Two recent purchases.
Numero Uno:
Normally, I am not a sweater. In fact, so little do I sweat regardless of exertion level or outside temperature, I'm sure I would be considered a genetic freak by any number of scientists who study these things. But it's been one hell of a rainy summer, with moisture hanging thick as snot in the air, and so I now schwitz copiously whenever I venture outside. Run a few miles or hit a bucket of balls, the result is the same. Yew. So I figure, this will keep the sweat out of my eyes for my race this weekend. And, I think it looks kinda über cool.
Two:
Remember how everyone in the universe thinks one of our fifty is missing? Well, the advantage to THAT is that I got away Scot Free in the Duty Free, scoring both some deeply discounted Clinique SPF 15 gloss and one of my fave perfumes of all time. I love, love, love, this cherry pie meets Bulgarian rose meets vanilla and musk perfume. It's deeeeeeeelightful, but, alas, MIA in this part o' the country.
"Gracias, Señorita" is what the sales girl said after handing me my shiny new purchases. Oh, no. Thank you. And your obvious lack of geographical savvy.
21 comments:
whoa...is that a rose in a very unusual vase or parfum? Best of luck on the sweat-fest, be careful of muddy slopes!
Ok, I don't know where you heard that, but I've never even BEEN to an Eastern European train station!
(Geeze, one youthful indiscretion, one Yugoslavian gymnast and they never let you live it down!)
Ooooh, I love finding things in other parts of the country. That's a beatiful bottle. You find perfume, I get dogs.
I'm a sweater. Sweat, sweat, sweat. If I'm not sweating I don't think I'm working out hard enough. It's kinda gross.
Welcome back! :-)
Sweat is not gross.
Doris: No, that's embossed on the bottle, which is shaped like an off kilter vase. And the flower is a poppy – kind of hard to see from the photo. Funny thing is, poppies have no scent. The perfume was built around the idea of how a poppy would smell.
AB: Huh. I'm kinda liking the idea of a Duty Free dog shop :o)
Iamnot: Funny you say that. Perfume addicts prize very highly the smell of sweat in a scent. Even better, something we call "skank." No lie. I can give you a list if you need it :o).
I can help out with that:
sweat/sweat/sweat.
What could we call it?
It's worthy. Glad ya indulged!
And, ah...in the South it's like this:
Horses sweat, men perspire and ladies glow.
AB: Exertion
Aunty: Perfect!
I admire your chic!
And as I like to say, "Don't sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things."
ahahah - that's a great name. I guess that's why you get paid to write.
Nice do-rag. You should have worn that in downtown Detroit and flashed some Moi gang signals.
Sweating is good. You gotta get the Detroit stink out.
Poet: UVA/UVB fighting, too!
ventl8r: Unless it's a sweaty Justin Timberlake.
AB: I'll have to remember you said that over these next four weeks.
WTWA: I'm afraid the only gangsta signal I can employ with any aplomb is my middle finger. But I think that's all one really needs, right?
Ooooh! I love all things Kenzo!
Oooh, I'm gonna kick that Brett's ass! I just noticed his Detroit slams.
*Goes to get "piece"*
There I was thinking two recent purchases were going to be TWO SHOES as in a pair. Was I being naive?
That gang signal is flashed my way all the fricking time. And now I have mandy all riled up, again! I'm going to have to borrow the signal for her, assuming by piece she means her vibrating ass plug and not a gun.
Mandy: I'll just shut mah mouth 'bout Detroit.
Ms R: Believe me, had there BEEN shoes in Duty Free, I would have purchased them. But no, only perfume, make up, chocolate, ugly ass but expensive jewelry, men's ties, and a divine-ish grey ombre snake skin bag by some designer whose name I can't remember but which I will nonetheless still attempt to scout on eBay.
WTWA: Oh Lord. This blob is devolving quickly. What IS it with you advertising types. Must be Friday.
I tend to lower the intelligence level of things pretty quickly. I'm mature like that. I can't speak for Mandy, she is just plain messed up.
Be careful with that head-thingy. The Crips might think you're a Blood and pop a cap at ya.
WTWA: I'm thinking of bringing in Julie Andrews for some levity.
Troll: Not much danger of that happening up on La Luz. I tend to get passed up by old guys and teenage girls.
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