Lonestar Memories: Colombina on Perfumesmellingthings. (...)Lonestar Memories makes me want to escape the mundane confines of my everyday world(...)

Lonestar Memories: Katie on Scentzilla. (...) Lonestar Memories smells of the examined life. Inside there is joy, and there is tiny heartbreak, e xisting only in reverie. The scent unravels into the consideration of past experiences, and pinings for future joys and heartbreaks(...)

Lonestar Memories: Marlen Harrison's review on PerfumeCritic.com (...) If you're a lover of leather or richer wood fragrances, this is gonna be a holy grail scent and in that case, better get two bottles.(...)

Lonestar Memories: Cait Shortell's review on Legerdenez. (...) Do you appreciate scent because you identify with the scent and its image? Does a scent have the ability to create a memory outside one’s own experience?(...)

Thursday, May 11, 2006


My blog’s feed does not seem to work. Hmmm…. thinking about bits and bites and code snips again instead of perfumes. I discovered this annoying fact this morning and tried to find out why. Well, blogger seems to provide limited functional options there (an outdated atom version? Can’t be…right?) and copy/paste posts from outlook mails seems to create problems, too (leading to <:0 p> kind of tag things). The help pages on blogger are as usual completely useless and I realized again that I wanted to get my blog on another platform since a while. Needless to say that this feed would have been important just right now. Well, be it. More discoveries this morning: I woke up with a soar throat, I have to fly to Brussels today, and forgot to book the hotel (done by now), and I discovered that my nice trousers, being part of my uniform for the Brussels EU jungle, needed manual fixing (done by now) and the orris’ fragrance latest version that I wanted to test in premature dilution in Europe’s capital isn’t diluted yet (not done, will follow on Saturday). Yesterday, I had a deep sniff of the undiluted magic mix and I am optimistic to soon close this chapter. Talking about dilution: Next Saturday will be an exciting day: The Lonestar memories concentrate will turn into eau de toilette. Countdown running, a couple more weeks to go. Exciting.

But at least I have the Bois farine by L’artisan parfumeur with me. Let’s see how it will do, somewhere between here and there.

And here’s the last reminder: Visit this blog on Mother’s day and comment! For every visitor (with comments) I will donate to charity. And make sure you don’t miss your chance to win a Tauer perfume of your choice: Le Maroc pour elle or L’air du désert marocain!


Blogger Tania said...

Andy, I've been reading your blog via Bloglines for months now, and your feed works perfectly well in that platform.

7:50 AM  
Blogger andy said...

Dear Tania
I made a test, because I thought so, too. And everything is fine with the feed, but some don't get it....please do not ask me why. But I consider it solved (the easy way out....)
Thank you for your comment.

8:18 AM  
Anonymous Leopoldo said...

Aaaah Andy. I love Bois Farine. I wear it to bed when I need comfort and a blanket or hug is just not enough...

too too excited about Lonestar!

10:06 AM  
Anonymous Prince Barry said...

All that trouble and that's even before you leave the domestic household. You have nerves of steel Andy!

Yipppeeee! to the news on the Lonestar Memories.

10:48 AM  
Blogger Bond NO.9 said...

I will be here with comments galore on Mother's day! I love what you guys are doing. Good luck!

11:49 AM  
Blogger andy said...

Hey Bond No 9
A warm welcome on this blog! We have something in common (hehehe),and it is a pleasure having you here, especially tomorrow!

Dear Leopoldo
I will post a little news about my bois farine experience, hopefully today... I guess I have again found something we have in common....

Dear Barry
I am indeed taking things quite easy ; maybe I have partly lost my nerves a long time ago, thus there is not much around anymore that would enable me to get nervous or angry...

11:20 PM  

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