At least that's what Mom always used to tell me when I'd start a day's skiing.
"When we were in Gunnison,‡ the broken legs always started coming in around 5:30 because those skiers had to get one. last. run. in before the lifts closed and they were too tired. You don't need to take that last run."
If Mom was watching me knit lace, she'd probably say the same thing.
[SUMMARY: Holidays bring out the Mom in me.]
I swear it's two steps forward, one back.
Or sometimes one forward, three back.§ Depends on how late I'm lace knitting.
[SUMMARY: Maths. It sounds like maths.¶]
See, it's a 10-row pattern. I try to always work five rows at a time so I know where to start when I pick it up again.
Except sometimes I'm all groovy and rhythm-addled and I think I should finish a whole pattern or start a new one at, say, 10:00.
That's where the trouble starts.
Currently, I am ignoring the Purple Prose scarf, as I appear to have dropped a stitch that ran down three or four rows and I haven't had the motivation or presence of mind to sit down and figure out where the YOs are and where the k2togs are so I can pick it up all pretty.
I also haven't been able to bring myself to frog and tink my way back to pristine ground.
I *really* need to start a mindless knitting project so I have something to do after ten o'clock that won't land me in the metaphorical ER.
[SUMMARY: Deep. Very deep for a Tuesday.]
Anyway, just thought I'd let you know I'm still knitting.#
Cabaret - Grès (edp)
Marin says: This perfume is confirming and solidifying an internal game I play with myself.% You've played along too, but maybe you didn't know it.
There are scents that are remarkably similar, only I *think* most people wouldn't agree. I can't think of any off the top of my head, except... this is supposed to be a woody rose or a rose chypre,†† depending on who you read, but I get a remarkably transparent patchouli.
Patchouli was my first guess,‡‡ and when I read roseroserose§§ all over the Innernets, I closed my eyes, breathed deep and said, "Oh, yeah. I can see that."¶¶ Some roses do have that itchy, sharp, camphoresque smell like patchouli. But this one isn't as thick and wet as "other" patchoulis -- it's dry and, yes, woody. Like rose and cedar, maybe.
Which, by the by, smells like a remarkably transparent patchouli.
It starts in camphor, spreads out into a dry, pencil shaving cedar with a hint of something sweeter, then brings the powder up from the rose as the amber rounds up from the depths to finish it off.
I rather like it.^ And it falls in the increasingly rare category## of "wearable" for me.
Grès says: Michel Almairac, the famous perfume creator, has pursued his vision to create a new classic based on rare natural materials. The result is a truly exceptional woody-floral fragrance with an ambery inflexion.
Hans says: I'm losing it. They're all starting to smell alike. Unless... is this a popular thing? [yes] It smells familiar. That's what I have to say about it. It's familiar. What is it? [well, I get a lot of camphor, so it's probably patchouli]. Yeah! I get camphor too. You can tell them I get that too. [You know I quote you directly, right?]†††
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): I have some weird theatre-skiing continuum scrambling my clever cortex right now. I need an Advil.
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): Ski college town. Hatching ground of your dear ol' AntiM. And where I went to college. Legend has it it's where I must go to spawn and die.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): I'm very suspicious there's a lot of four in there, actually.
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): And fours.
#FOOTNOTE (pounded): Which makes this... still a knitblog!
%FOOTNOTE (percented): Raise your hands: who went all twelve on me there? Besides the playing with myself thing, this also marks the taking of my little perfume hobby to a whole new level: decanting and swapping perfumes. This is in a batch of perfumes recently swapped with my very worst influences. Yay, obsession!
††FOOTNOTE (ddouble-ccrossed): And if I had bothered to brush up on chypre *before* I linked it for your convenience I might have noticed three things:
- Chypre is French for cypress, and cypress is a sharpish scent that, according to some very welcome knowledge laid upon me by the inimitable Nathan Branch, may have some aesthetic common ground with camphor/patchouli, being sharpish,
- Modern chypres may include patchouli, and
- Saying "woody rose" and "rose chypre" is a little like trying to distinguish between a cheese sandwich and bread with cheese.
I'll do my research up front next time. You're welcome.
‡‡FOOTNOTE (doubble-crossssed): And it may have to do with having just read Nathan's (yes, I feel we're on a first name basis) email on benzoin vs. camphor vis-a-vis patchouli. Hey, if I wasn't a slave to the power of suggestion, I wouldn't be so enthralled by Limited Edition! Limited Quantities! Goodie bag for the first fifty attendees!
§§FOOTNOTE (spiralling petals): That one's for you, Mary Kay.
¶¶FOOTNOTE (like stoppers in a flacon, so are the days of our lives): Um... smell that.
^FOOTNOTE (careted): And I love the bottle, as pictured on the website:
##FOOTNOTE (there's my pounds of flesh): You know how people tell their kids some things are for holding and some things are for looking? Well, the more I smell, the more I think some perfumes are for sniffing and some are for wearing. And those that are for sniffing aren't all bad -- just not our kind, darling.
†††FOOTNOTE (triple dipping): All this took place before I did my research, of course. Hans has been subsequently educated.