Ten thousand leagues beneath the green

[sovay]

My day was a landslide of slush-reading combined with running errands for the cat, but I managed to have a milkshake and a chicken parmesan sub for dinner, which was refreshingly juvenile.

I can't believe I'm just finding out now that BPAL did an entire line of perfumes based around sea chanteys. I don't even know if I could wear any of them, but I wish I had the budget to find out. I'm still looking for a real sea-scent and I almost have a textual excuse for a Napoleonic-era cologne. I am obviously attracted by the concept of smelling like a short-drag chantey, but if tobacco absolute is the real thing, I worry it will set off either my asthma or my migraines or both. It might be safer just to smell like nineteenth-century booze.

Tragically, I rather like this fake pride flag. It looks like nuanced genderqueer in the language of flowers.

Comments

[anna_wing]

Green, white and purple were the suffragette colours, so I wouldn't think of it as fake, exactly.

[cmcmck]

The mind boggles at a perfume called 'Good ship Venus'!

As worn by hunky rugby players perhaps? :o)

[selkie]

The remains of Vice-Admiral Nelson have been omitted from this fragrance.

I don't have them as using scent, but being that unscented Castile soap is not a thing one could get for money and they do not make their own (mmm, clarified fat), I have ascribed them rosemary and mint to keep off shipboard fleas much as Fleming uses ambergris to drown out oh God, wet horse. If you have a preference, do let me know. `