Perfume shopping.
Do I want a new perfume? I really can’t decide.
Can I even smell in my dreams?
For years I hated perfume, until I discovered the stranger scents. One bottle of Serge Lutens was all it took to get me hooked. And Byredo! What can I say about Byredo that hasn’t been said? Around the time I had this perfumed dream, Byredo released their new Kabuki brush-on perfumes. It was a sign, or maybe it was just an excuse, but off I went to get myself one. Byredo was nowhere to be found in the perfume section of Isetan and I was panicking a bit, but it turns out they just keep it all in the men’s section! Except for the new Kabukis, which were hidden in a random corner on some other floor. I had quite the adventure accosting half the employees in both buildings to find my prize. But somehow it seems right that by Japanese standards, I wear only men’s perfume (cologne?).
In this dream:
We’re at some kind of gala art opening event.
Our friends are there, and everyone is milling about and having a great time,
but I don’t really want to hang out so I’m hiding outside by myself.
vintage dress / custom multicolor sapphire parure / custom yellow diamond ring / Chanel shoes
I’m framing my shot, which seems to be taking an eternity.
Fun fact: Japanese wisteria (Wisteria floribunda) vines wind counterclockwise, while Chinese wisteria (Wisteria sinensis) vines wind clockwise.
Rejina Pyo blouse / Tome silk pants / Ancient Greek Sandals / The Row sunglasses
I’m putting boxes together
I’m ripping boxes apart
Carefully folding the sides together
Folding the sides
Carefully…