Hello! My name is Portia, and Undina has invited me to come do some guest posting at Undina’s Looking Glass.
It’s very exciting, and nerve wracking, to jump into another person’s creation. They have worked so hard to produce a brand, and I hope that it’s a good fit for Undina, you and me. We all have perfume in common, and many of you I know already from around the scentblogoshere. Up till now, I have written for a few other blogs, including Olfactoria’s Travels, Perfume Posse, A Bottled Rose and Australian Perfume Junkies. Undina was the very first person I never met to subscribe to APJ, and we have been friends ever since, she has been also brains trust, confidant, blog rescuer and aspirational icon. We also bonded over the naming of her cat Rusty: my very first cat was a gorgeous ginger and white tom called Rusty. Synchronicity! Every time I see pics of him, it brings back some happy memories.
For those I’m new to: I live with my beautiful husband Jin in Parramatta, a second city in the Greater Sydney Region in Australia, with our two Greyhounds Jinx and Paris. It’s apartment living, but I did manage to snaffle one of the bedrooms as an Office/Perfume Room. Jin works as an electrician on the diesel trains that go to the country areas of our state New South Wales. I have been a drag queen for decades, and my current focus is Trivia events with a cool crew of drag queens. It’s a good life, and we are very aware of how lucky we are. During our C19 lockdown all the pubs and clubs are shut here in Oz, so I’m finally living the life I was bred and raised to pursue – as a trophy bride. It’s only taken 52 years to fulfill my destiny.
Here’s a pic of the three men who fill my life. From left to right: Jinx, Jin, Paris.
In the days of lockdown, I decided to rejig my grab tray of perfumes next to my desk. It had become cluttered with things that weren’t getting a lot of love, and I thought a new tack was in order. Maybe putting groups of all my opened bottles of houses would entice me to wear some different ones than the couple on the tray I always reach for?
My unboxed Serge Lutens were in an out of the way box that saw little action, so I’ve brought them all out to the tray. I’ve worn more of my Lutens in a week than I have for the rest of the year put together. Only three of my DIOR Prive line were out, so I grabbed six more, and already they are seeing wear. Two previously less available CHANEL Exclusives, all four Cartier Les Heures de Parfum and Oriza L Legrand, my Neela Vermeire Creations, L’Artisan and Mona di Orio favourites, most of my Piguets and a brand new bottle of Liberté by Cacharel.
The day after I’d done my big reshuffle, one of my besties, TinaG, came over for brunch. I had to show her my newly organised tray, and she was horrified of how dusty quite a few of the bottles were. After we ate (cheesy french toast with bacon and maple syrup), and while we chattered away a couple of hours, TinaG lovingly cleaned each bottle, giving herself a spritz of about six different perfumes. It was a wonderful time together, really chill and fun. We laughed about stupid stuff and had some deeper chats about loss and lockdown, smelled perfumes and reminisced about holidays and friends. It was the perfect way to spend time together. I keep smiling to myself about it.
I also took a pic of my wardrobe favourites tray. NO, it’s not cleaned and dusted. Hopefully TinaG will come over again soon. HA!
How is our lockdown going?
Well, in Australia at the time of writing we have had 102 deaths. For a bit of perspective, in the USA per 1 million people there have been around 300 deaths; in Australia for the same million there have been 4 deaths. While I’m no fan of our current government, they really did do the C19 pandemic right. I really feel that they have striven their utmost to keep the best interests of our people and our country in sight. They have instituted a fortnightly payment for people who are currently out of work but have jobs to go back to, like myself. This money has meant that I’ve been able to maintain my payment of half the bills that come in with a little over for other stuff. Jin has been incredible, is buying all our food and shouldering quite a bit of extra financial burden. He now calls me Poor Bitch as he gives me a little extra cash every fortnight and is getting great glee from doing both. The other day, we were out grocery shopping, and he gave me the cash, loudly saying “Thanks for last night, you were worth every cent.” Everyone was laughing, it was cute and sweet and mortifying.
Today I wore L’Artisan Seville a l’Aube in the morning and Cacharel Liberté in the afternoon. Jin has gone off to work night shift, and I’ve been doing some loads of washing while writing to you all.
I’m thinking to give myself a swipe of vintage Guerlain Shalimar extrait and a spritz of Sha-Lemur before I embark on the vacuuming? Yeah, might as well smell like a goddess if I’m being a Domestic Goddess, eh?
Hope you are all staying safe and well in body and mind.
Images: my own (Portia)