Let’s start those reviews again
Mr. Chokkattu purchased me a Penhaligon’s gift set for Christmas (among other things, the sweet man) so I thought I’d start writing reviews again, starting with the adorable little stopper jars in the box.
writing
Refusing to abandon things
Imaginary Authors: Stories II
Here comes installment two! In my previous post about Imaginary Authors, I decided that for these fragrances I would do something different and write some short stories based on what comes up when I smell them. These stories are based on a vigilante concept that Mr. Chokkattu and I discuss whenever someone who’s a waste of space shows up on the news, and the style hopefully smacks of Brandon Sanderson as well as a tiny hint of Haruki Murakami perhaps. Hope you enjoy!
Cape Heartache: pine, oak, embers, strawberries, vanilla Read More
Imaginary Authors: Stories
Bit of a different format for the reviews today. Since Imaginary Authors is all about stories and evocation, I decided to write a very short story in response to some of their products. I haven’t written nearly any very creative things since I started business school because the place kind of drains me of mental energy, so I’m really glad I was able to get this much out. These stories are based on a vigilante concept that Mr. Chokkattu and I discuss whenever someone who’s a waste of space shows up on the news, and the style is a tiny bit inspired Brandon Sanderson novels (though he does it much, much better.) Hope you enjoy!
Memoires: vanilla, sandalwood, chocolate, myrrh, warmth, woods, spring trees Read More
Things I adored about Iceland
A picture Mr. Chokkattu took of me while we were on a kayak.
This will be my last post explicitly about Iceland!
So we all know now that I adored the country of Iceland, and I want to go back some day really, really badly, with maybe a job long enough to support me for a few months or just some more cash in my pocket. And that the scenery is beautiful and the landscape breathtaking, etc. But I have to share some of the specifics I jotted down. Some of them are important, some of them are surprising, some are less about Iceland and more about trips in general, and some are pretty stupid but whatever they seemed important enough to write down at the time. This list is a little long, so let’s get started:
Kind Bars are Under Fire
http://www.businessinsider.com/kind-bars-under-fire-from-fda-2015-4
They aren’t health and safety issues, thankfully! But Kind Bars simply aren’t as “healthy” as they claim to be according to the FDA (but honestly, who really thought they were super healthy anyway? They’re so sweet!) and some of the labeling is off-kilter. Simply writing “peanut butter” or “mixed fruits” doesn’t seem to legally cover it; which if you’re looking to avoid things like corn syrup that can be found in a lot of “peanut butter coatings” should be something you’re wary of.
Your Kind Fruit & Nut Almond & Apricot, Kind Fruit & Nut Almond & Coconut, Kind Plus Peanut Butter Dark Chocolate + Protein, and Kind Plus Dark Chocolate Cherry Cashew + Antioxidants products are misbranded within the meaning of section 403(r)(1)(A) of the Act [21 U.S.C. § 343(r)(1)(A)] because the product labels bear nutrient content claims, but the products do not meet the requirements to make such claims.
The FDA lists phrases that the company uses that it maybe shouldn’t, including:
Ineke & Imaginary Authors reviews coming soon!
I purchased the Ineke sampler a month ago, but it arrived the day after I moved back into my dorm so I wasn’t able to retrieve it until earlier this week, and I’ve already started to work on the reviews and how I want to structure my posts. I’m also pretty sure I just received my Imaginary Authors sampler in my school mail room, but I’ll have to check. I bought it for myself as a Valentine’s Day gift, and I’m hoping it’s worth the hype!
The next few weeks will probably be full of fragrance since I’m running out of time to do anything else, and sitting down and writing about fragrance helps relax me and get me away from all of the stress and the emotions and the ridiculousness. I feel like I’m already falling behind on some things and I have no idea how to make up that time.
because it’s night
beginning of an era
The sky was dying
sinking like a feather,
crucified by messy needlework,
pinprick punctures holding weak wisps of threads,
shivering like gossamer and
decaying, seeping into the ground.
toast
The sun melts like butter
to be absorbed
by the darkest of rye
the knife sweeps the sky
on an airy crumb.
Pomelo girl thoughts 