2010 was my Year of The Rose.
Prior to that, I had never been attracted to rose perfumes, thinking they were So Not Me, believing they were too refined, proper and...boring, really.
Then I got more boring.
For whatever reason, I was not only drawn to rose perfumes, but craved them - especially the dark, woody, dirty roses - like other people crave chocolate.
Chocolate will never rival Cheetos.
My favorite rose perfumes of 2010:
Memory and Desire
Now, I feel myself changing again and moving into another phase, which is a familiar theme in my life.
B-man asked me once, 'Why is it that you change almost everything in your life on a regular basis, but you continue loving me?'
It's a fair - and poignant - question. Perhaps because he allows me to evolve and doesn't cling to one image of what he thinks I should be. Perhaps the stability of us allows me to risk, and change, other parts of my life.
But I suspect it's simply because, 25 years later, I know I never want to be without him.
Yesterday, I wore Silences by Jacomo, feeling in the right mood for it after posting an 'Ode' the day before. It was perfect, both fresh and cold, melancholy and odd.
I love odd.
No reflection on B-man.
Incense perfumes have piqued my interest because they signify a shift, but avoid the floral, oriental or gourmand territories. I have dabbled in knowing them better, but a vast territory remains unexplored.
To those of you more seasoned in the incense genre, what do you recommend as the best churchy, woody, dark and most...odd incense perfumes?
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