Thursday, April 16, 2009
Lolita Lempicka. Just say it. It literally DANCES in your mouth, it's like pop rocks. Plus, I'm a packaging junkie and anything that looks like bottled mermaid is probably going to feel like bottled mermaid. It's spicy and sexy and warm and sugary and tempestuous and while I'm not generally one for "oriental" fragrances, L de Lolita Lempicka is simply divine and vying with Givenchy's Very Irresistible for "signature scent" status (formerly held by Paris Hilton, which is an example of horrific packaging).
In the vein of glorious packaging, I am completely obsessed with Bluestocking Bonbons. Occasionally something will be packaged in a way that is misleading; the outside is extraordinary but the inside doesn't meet the expectations. More often, something will have humble packaging and the product will be a pleasurable surprise. Well, Bluestocking Bonbons has both, which is basically a guarantee that I will fall deeply in love. In addition to the joy delivered by the package and contents, BB's also have an incredible theory. Who knew that there could be such a thing as fun, elegant, principled chocolate?!?! Go buy some. Now. (I'm not one for spicy or salty chocolate, so I stay away from the vulvas and vandanas, but the patties, pb cups, raspberries de pizan and coconut pyramids are incredible and I could eat them all day... and I do!!!)
Since I've gotten the things that make me blissfully happy out of the way, we can move on to topics that make me want to stab myself in the temple. Ah, yes, the New Paltz Village Board... up next!