tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19154645.post2594046788707667924..comments2024-03-24T15:41:25.609-07:00Comments on Oh, True Apothecary! : A Perfumer's Work is Never DoneUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19154645.post-66196731099166456862010-04-28T08:05:04.374-07:002010-04-28T08:05:04.374-07:00Lisa, it's so. I'm really bummed. I'll...Lisa, it's so. I'm really bummed. I'll probably have another batch ready to go in about two months -- first I will procrastinate, as is my normal modus operandi, then I will order what I'm low on, then I will procrastinate some more, then I will pull out the formulary, bang my head on the blending desk a few times in frustration, and then set to the work of realizing Khamsa again. Then it's into the zippy zapper for some lovin', and voila! It'll be ready.<br /><br />I'm kidding. I'm actually starting it on Monday when the new supplies start coming in :)Justine Cranehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16224192086918363871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19154645.post-48704879686986446372010-04-28T08:01:43.145-07:002010-04-28T08:01:43.145-07:00Sara, I could go on and on about the rarities I...Sara, I could go on and on about the rarities I've spilled or lost (remember that apple blossom concrete? still haven't found it), but it's too depressing. <br /><br />My heart hit the ground when I saw that near empty swill bottle that was full no less than three weeks ago. I can't imagine my reaction had all my bottles gone dry or lost or broken -- man. <br /><br />Tinctures are the worst! Impossible to save, and as your work table experience attests, pretty difficult to rid the space of persistent unwanted scents. Especially something that smells that whack.Justine Cranehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16224192086918363871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19154645.post-55769640414407793992010-04-27T16:52:50.907-07:002010-04-27T16:52:50.907-07:00Say it ain't so! I was just on your site last ...Say it ain't so! I was just on your site last night looking for THIS perfume. Gah!Lisa Abdul-Quddushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13898431687048520515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19154645.post-35873988686458483402010-04-27T08:39:51.654-07:002010-04-27T08:39:51.654-07:00Oh, dear... words really cannot express what's...Oh, dear... words really cannot express what's going through my head, but I've suffered this kind of loss. Half of my finished perfumes (as in, ready for bottling and sale) were decimated when I moved last year, and while that corner of the garage smells like a French cathouse at happy hour, I feel like I'm developing an ulcer every time I run the washing machine.<br /><br />I think the worst thing I've spilled was a bottle of oud tincture. And because it was a tincture, there was no getting it back. There was no removing the work surface and stuffing that into a small bottle to retincture it. It wasn't like the time I slopped myrrh onto a stack of perfume blotters and was able to save the situation by snipping the myrrh-gooed pieces and putting those into a jar with etoh. Nope, that oud was gone. And my work surface smelled like ass for weeks, because it was a poor-quality oud with the skatoles cranked up to 11.sarahttp://lobeliarama.comnoreply@blogger.com