Bleu de Chanel (Chanel 2014) is a very masculine Chanel. There’s a strong note of vetiver set in a perfect Chanelesque frame of florals, citrus, wood notes and warmth. It’s a very contemporary men’s scent, but with a little something more – something a bit better than your average men’s fragrance. It is, after all, a Chanel. Longevity is strong and so is sillage.
Bleu de Chanel came with one other sample when I purchased Chanel Le Stylo Waterproof Noir Intense and Chanel Coco Rouge Edith (424). I really do adore Chanel… Everything seems like it is always done so well.
So anyway, Le Stylo Waterproof in Noir Intense is great. It lasts forever without smudging (it is waterproof), even on a warm day when you’re sweating, it applies beautifully and, therefore, it looks nearly perfect without much skill or effort (and with effort and skill would undoubtedly look even better). Plus, when it comes time to take it off it doesn’t stay on your skin like a permanent marker. Le Stylo must be one of the best eye-liners of its kind out there.
I love Chanel Coco Rouge Edith from their Spring 2015 collection. It’s not drying, but it stays on the lip forever. It’s such a flattering shade of creamy rose petal pink (at least that’s how it appears on me) and it’s more than just a spring color. I’m planning on wearing it well into summer… I’m incredibly pleased with the quality of Coco Rouge. It’s far and away one of the best lipstick varieties I’ve ever tried and I think Edith would look good on a lot of people…
Finally, I also tried Chanel Le Blanc. It’s a brightening moisturizing cream. It’s ok… Nothing to write home about, but not bad. It was a little heavy feeling on the skin at first, but it didn’t cause any irritation and it did do a bit of good – my skin did look a little brighter. However, again, it’s not utterly fantastic, so perhaps for an efficient brightening product at a fair price I would look elsewhere… It also smelled a great deal like L.A. Looks Styling Gel, and I can’t say that that was a good thing…
And on a serious and personal note of reflection…
Imagine you are nearly blind and need glasses to see anything at all. Then, much to your potential demise, you drop your glasses, and you don’t know where.
If someone gets close enough so you can feel their prescence or you hear them you ask them to help you. But, you’re precariously at their mercy because you’re essentially helpless, like those fabled ghosts searching for missing limbs or pieces of gold. You have to find those glasses.
Some people are cruel. They take advantage of your situation for their own warped reasons. They leave you humiliated, running in circles.
Others only vaguely direct you in the right way. They don’t want to take time to bother.
There’s those who ignore you entirely.
And then along comes a kind soul who picks up your glasses and hands them to you. You put them back on. You can see…. finally.
Of course this situation is metaphorical, I don’t even wear spectacles, but it captures the heart of something that recently happened to me. After going through a hard time recently (as I’ve mentioned on this blog), someone handed me my glasses… And, while I do apologize for being vague, I think we all have something akin to missing glasses in our life. Right? What are your missing glasses? What’s keeping you from seeing things clearly – a missing piece of information, that if you could discover it would sharpen your vision significantly?
Until Wednesday. 🙂