Stressbusters: Arpège | Perfume Posse
Well it’s been a few weeks. We have had a few things at work go wrong in ways that have had me seriously getting my inner Miranda Priestly on and one that made me almost get my Lucy Harbin on. The former was for things like the front door to the building that has been malfunctioning for two months now and keeps getting “fixed”. The latter was a neighbors care giver, who decided that he did not want to disturb his charge who was sleeping by using either of the two bathrooms in his apartment or the one in the gym to relive himself but decided to evacuate his bladder on the wall of the garage behind his charge’s car. On camera. Charming.
I suppose I should be glad he just needed to pee.
Lucy Harbin is not in a good mood..
So this Monday the bottle of Arpège I scored at one of the online discounters (at shockingly low prices) arrived, and while it may not unsharpen my tongue much, axe-murders are at least off the plate. Which is good because there would be a lot of messy clean up and I don’t want calluses from swinging that axe.
You can read my previous post about Arpège from about 4 years ago here, where I give out fascinating stories about Arpège including that I guess the information that I had already bought a bottle. Oh well, extra homicide prevention, I guess. Or I can spray it on my pillows.
From that review: “Aldehydes and Bergamot and flowers and a little hint of peach. Which sounds like it would be some combo of Chanel No. 5 and Mitsouko, but it lacks some of the sparkle and plushness of the Chanel and the lethal edge of the Guerlain. I definitely doesn’t skew young, which is I suppose something that everyone who isn’t actually young would shrink from like vampires faced with garlic-scented sunlight. It doesn’t say old either. This version to me comes across as the scent that a well-dressed woman would wear to the board meeting (where she is President, naturally.) It says ‘I am supremely confident in both my achievements and my abilities- enough that I can wear a supremely confident and feminine scent. Question any of the former at your peril.’”
The Eldorado Brougham cost more than a Rolls and came with a bottle of Arpege pour la madame.
Arpège seems like a cousin of sort to Mitsouko: it’s all aldehydes and bergamot, orange blossom and iris on me with a hint of peach. It doesn’t have the spices that I find in Mitsy, which is kind of what I like about it. For me, Mitsouko is a warning: “I am not to be trifled with.” Arpège says “I am not to be trifled with but this smells really pretty so I won’t have to ki77 you right this second.”
These days don’t we all need some pretty?
What are you’re go-to stress reliever scents? Share in the comments.
Arpège is available online at various e-tailers at fairly reasonable prices. You can also get samples of the EDP from Surrender to Chance. I purchased mine from one of them. Apparently more than once..
Images: My iPhone, Pexels and Wikimedia Commons
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