I walked into a boutique today and got smacked in the face (again) by the sweet, almost candied scent of pipe tobacco. It half freaked me out, but it smelled soooo good. This candle is what it turned out to be. Naturally, I bought myself one.
This has been my favorite perfume for a while now. The bottle is blacked out, which is cool, but you can’t tell when you’re about to run out, which I just did. Completely out. How often does that actually happen?
Head candy was plentiful at this season’s runway shows, and this item from Burberry is my favorite. The Brits don’t mess around when it comes to fancy-fuck hats and the pom pom on this one keeps the seriousness to a minimum.