Now that the heatwave has ended I can finally open the windows for some ventilation of the phenol smell that has overtaken our apartment. Dave got me a wonderful perfumery course for my birthday and of all the bottles, phenol is the one that is leaking. Hey, it could have been civet! I've developed a fondness for the scent, and though my nose isn't sensitive enough to pick it out in different scents yet, I find I have a new appreciation of the big orientals of the 80's, specifically Opium, Obsession and the many variations on Poison. Midnight Poison seems to have phenol and menthol up which gives me a little shiver of delight like a particularly perverse joke.
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