the complex hare

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Eau de parfum

I discovered something that makes me feel all sorts of joy: A brand that sells lingerie and perfume called "Fifi Chachnil." I'm particularly interested in the perfume because of the wonderful bottles it comes in and just the fact that its a beautiful, classy, french perfume with my name on it! It makes me feel so special. I'm not sure why I've become so obsessed but I'm now determined to own this perfume, whether it smells good to me or not. I'm positive its great because I've read nothing but great reviews. Here's some collective photos of this wonderful fragrance and all its glory. God, I love it:

Description: From the name, to the juice, to the bottle. Fifi Chachnil is the quintessential '50s Pinup Girl' fragrance. Make no mistake. She's no seductress, but she is an unabashed flirt. With pink cheeks, frilly panties and an infectious giggle, Fifi is a playful girl. The perfectly portioned blend of citrus and sweet coriander is followed by the 'come-hither' notes of rose, tobacco, and what we could swear is leather and cinnamon. To avoid being risque, the coriander continues to tame the composition. The drydown is a sensual, amber-floriental that never loses its light-hearted nature. More complicated than she looks, but eager to please. Fifi Chachnil is sexy, sweet and full of moxie.

Thursday, April 25, 2013

It isnt what it looks like.

No, I'm not a fashion blogger all of a sudden. Not even close.

So lately I kind of love everything on the internet, even more than I already did. Seems impossible, but it isn't. I've been on polyvore way too much, I've been window shopping on urban outfitters way too much, I've been hearting way too much. I've been wasting too much time. But I'll never quit.

and it just hit me,

seriously.

and I've been seeing way too many things that seem to apply to me right now. No, fifi, not just you, every 15 year old that exists. I keep telling myself I'm special... it needs to stop. Here goes:

playing the misunderstood, hates everything, too cool sort of human being. it isnt cute. it needs to stop, i tell myself.

I have plans to do more fun stuff on this blog. Not sad, misunderstood, the world hates me teenager crap. Fun fun stuff ;)