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friday favourites 17.06.11

ok, i am prepared to say that this week had some favourites. a lot of the previous week's irritants remain, but i'm generally feeling a little less angry and hostile about the world in general. here are a few reasons why...

a new 'do :: i've been getting generally frustrated with my hair for the last few weeks, as i always do when the summer comes around. this is due to a combination of factors such as the fact that i have extremely thick hair that tends to run a bit dry, the fact that montreal gets extremely dusty when it gets hot and that crap gets trapped in my giant hedge of hair. i'd also reached that point where my previous hair cut had become lost in the outgrowth- whatever shape and style it had had going in had been overwhelmed and so i was getting rather shapeless... so in a fit of pique, i took dom up on his offer to cut it. since i'm a little finicky about how my hair frames my face, i did most of the work on the top/ front and dom did the overall structure and the back. as with many things, we seemed to have a shared vision of how we wanted the end result to look despite not discussing an action plan [in part, because neither of us has a sufficient grasp of haircut jargon to make such a conversation of any use.] i have to say that while our working method required more fine tuning and a few more spot checks than a regular trip to the hair salon, the end result makes me pretty happy. so guess what, kids- you can do this at home!

THERE'S MORE! PLUS THIS WEEK'S KITTEH PIC FEATURING SETH & HECUBUS



recycling inspiration :: i have come to a sad realisation this week: i have put on weight. now everyone puts on and loses weight as a regular part of life, but in this case, i've put on enough that i can feel it sitting on me, i can feel that extra drag on my body. i'm not at my heaviest, but i'm above what i'd call my comfort zone and that means that i need to do something about it.

this isn't the first time that i've been forced to actually put myself on a diet, of course. although my weight tends to be fairly stable, it has a tendency to creep up when i'm not paying attention, because i really love food. it's just something i have to remember to watch more carefully, particularly since i'm not the most active person in the world. [nor am i the most inactive, by a long stretch.]

so this week, i looked back on the blog posts that i'd done chronicling the first time i took off a bunch of weight [a lot more than i need to take off at the moment] and was surprised that reading about my past adventures and roughly what i did made things seem much more manageable and achievable than just thinking about it randomly. it's nice to be able to look back on those things and remember that you are capable of doing what you set out to do [even though you may have to set out and do it again at some point]. and it's strangely encouraging to think that i can encourage myself.

working on a mystery :: i've always been intrigued by scents. the whole logic of scents being tied to memory and scent receptors being located in a particularly ancient, mysterious part of the brain is something i've never personally verified, but it seems to have a certain truthiness to it. both dom and i share this trait, which is probably why we have about ten pounds of incense in our house at any given time. i'm fussy about my scents, too. stray too far from a natural base and i tend to react badly. i'm not allergic, but my nose is a picky nose. [those last two words look wrong, but are actually correct, despite the fact that it looks silly.]

why did this guy show up as a search result for "rose musk perfume"?
because my nose constantly seeks out new adventures [sometimes to its own chagrin], i don't tend to stick with any one perfume. anymore.

you see, there was a time in my young life when i started wearing perfumes and i almost immediately hit on one that was perfect. i was 15 and it was rose musk perfume oil from the body shop. virtually everyone i knew had their tea rose perfume oil, while a few of the more daring ones went with white musk. but i had to be different and so i got rose musk.

the scent lived up to its name and, while i tried other scents from time to time, i never stayed away from rose musk very long. it was my fallback until 1996, just after i first moved to montreal, when it was discontinued. i bought what i could afford and stocked up, but inevitably, the supply dwindled and my scent was gone. and nothing else smelled like that. [even its rich reddish-amber colour was unique.]

i even went so far as to contact the body shop to ask if they could tell me the ingredients. after all, they aren't making it, so why should they feel the need to deprive its fans of what they love? turns out, they didn't see it that way. however, more recently, through the miracle of the internet, i've been finding hints from others who, like me, are still eager for a fix. while there's nothing "official", people whose noses have been better trained than mine are gradually working their way through the layers of scents that form the final product. here's one such person's list:

Top: Musk, Tea Rose
Heart: Musk, Rose, Violet
Base: Musk, Jasmine, Rose, Iris, Amber, Patchouli, Vetiver, hints of Peach, Oakmoss, Vanilla

the mention of tea rose, which i normally think of as delicate, seems a little off to me, but i think that, from what i know of scents, this list seems pretty close to accurate. [you can see the original review here.]

i'm closing in on it, i can feel it.

at the moment, i'm grateful that, having just returned from seeing hyper bottom live with clara engel and white noise supremacists, the gods of timing seem to be smiling on me tonight. no sooner was i ensconced here, comfy in my nightie, face smeared with another lush mask i'm trying [i love being a guinea pig!] when the heavens opened and the night went from being hot and humid to being cool and fresh [and wet]. i always notice when those sorts of things work against me... i figure it's good to notice when they go in your favour.

here's a couple of guys who always know how to chill out and appreciate the good things in life...



thanks for reading!

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