Whew! It's was a busy February here at the vault, and March? Well, so far it's roaring in- like the proverbial lion. Perfumes fly out, perfumes fly in, great deals fall by the way-side. Vials go missing, others are found. Right now, I'm working on a delicious post- you'll have to wait and see... but I'm thinking it may have to be a two-part story. Don't want to rush it, though.
And in the meantime, I'm sporting the original White Musk Perfume Oil from the Body Shop. It's an older version, I think, since the tag on the bottom is SRP $10.00. It's a fierce beast; equal parts clean musk, baby powder and roses but with a disturbing smidgen of what I can only call dirty diapers. The magic comes in putting it on, because then it melts like pure butter, melding with the skin, glowing and warm, vaguely nutty and just a perfect radiant golden musk.
The Vintage Perfume Vault, where the scent of yesterday's vogue lives.
image: Man Ray photograph
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