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BPAL, etc.
Feb. 8th, 2007 12:38 pmBPAL of the day is Two, Five & Seven: "A huge bouquet of squished rose petals: Bulgarian rose, Somalian rose, Turkish rose, Damascus rose, red and white rose, tea rose, wine rose, shrub rose, rose, rose, rose... and just an itty bitty bit of green grass." I really should have checked this one out before putting it on, as I am so not a rose scented person. I feel like a walking dish of potpourri. At least it's all real rose though and not plumeria, to which I am allergic.
Actually I am reminded of my grandmother's perfume, which had a strong rose component to it. So that's not so bad, at least for a day. During this cold snap, I've been wearing a big fake fur leopard print hat of my grandmother's that my mom snagged for me during the apartment clean-out in the fall; my grandmother and I shared a fondness for leopard, it seems. I think she would be gratified to know that I've been getting compliments on it all week, from people as varied as a WASP-y co-worker, a Brazilian hairdresser in my dance class, and a little old East Indian man in the Harvest Coop cafe.
Did a couple of hours of yoga when I got home last night and it felt so-o-o-o good. I think I should declare Wednesday night long yoga session night, to undo all the tension and stress and wear that I put on my body with the Monday and Tuesday night classes and Sunday performances. The fact that Lost has been moved to 10 makes it even easier to do this.
( speaking of Lost... )
Actually I am reminded of my grandmother's perfume, which had a strong rose component to it. So that's not so bad, at least for a day. During this cold snap, I've been wearing a big fake fur leopard print hat of my grandmother's that my mom snagged for me during the apartment clean-out in the fall; my grandmother and I shared a fondness for leopard, it seems. I think she would be gratified to know that I've been getting compliments on it all week, from people as varied as a WASP-y co-worker, a Brazilian hairdresser in my dance class, and a little old East Indian man in the Harvest Coop cafe.
Did a couple of hours of yoga when I got home last night and it felt so-o-o-o good. I think I should declare Wednesday night long yoga session night, to undo all the tension and stress and wear that I put on my body with the Monday and Tuesday night classes and Sunday performances. The fact that Lost has been moved to 10 makes it even easier to do this.
( speaking of Lost... )
