Well, yesterday I did Day 2 of the Lorenzo Villoresi. Again, a few hours of Big Red and then nothing.
Rather than take a day off today, I thought I would forge ahead with CB I Hate Perfume's Summer Kitchen. It's supposed to smell like sun-blanched wood, vegetables, etc. Instead, I kind of smell like a nurse's office: the backs of bandaids, neosporin, and fear. Ew. I think I'm going to wash this off.
In other perfume news, Bruce Willis is fronting the manliest scent in the world. Apparently unbridled masculinity smells of grapefruit, pepper, and vetiver.