*squinting at own cleavage*

[taennyn]

I smell like I've dipped my bra in carrot cake. And yet, the same source smells lemon-cedar on my wrist.

Body chemistry is weird.



For the curious, it's Arcana Soaps LE Spring 2009: Monsieur Lapin. "A wild jackrabbit blend of warm ginger, black vanilla, Atlas cedarwood, bergamot, soft musk, cardamom, a pinch of patchouli, and a tiny nip of oakmoss."

Comments

[nagasvoice.livejournal.com]

You know, I know a fair number of people who probably think people *ought* to smell like carrot cake. (Just like they think smelling like other kinds of nommy food is also excellent.) Hmmmm. Most of 'em fond of kissing people too. I dunno...

[taennyn]

I really should have posted about the time coastal_physics got in one afternoon, came to snuggle me hello and then stuck his face in my cleavage before demanding "Woman, why you smell like candy?" because I'd used a dia de los muertos sugar scrub earlier in the day.

And did, indeed, smell like candy. At least in the cleavage; my shoulder smelled more of cocoa.

[nagasvoice.livejournal.com]

Now this could go somewhere...
candy corn FTW!
licorice whips!
cherry cordial chocoaltes!

*goes off to nom some "endangered species" dark chocolate with raspberries*

[klgaffney.livejournal.com]

*laughs at description* and together, all these lovely things gets you...carrot cake!

body chemistry IS weird.

[celeloriel.livejournal.com]

Hee. I think you have the most interestingly reactive body chemistry of everyone I know, or maybe the most precise scent of smell. I can't map things that well on me.

[taennyn]

I only manage it with scents I can actually identify--I can't pick out the individual notes in a bottle of perfume aside from the ones that are Instant Headaches (and even then I might not be able to tell you which one of said it was).

But yeah, my cleavage spent a good chunk of the afternoon smelling of carrot cake.

[celeloriel.livejournal.com]

:D :D