I was pretty darn thrilled when one of my long-time readers offered up her services for a guest post. You see, Lisa Wordbird has a bit of a way with… um, well… words and I remembering thoroughly enjoying her thoughts on that Brad Pitt/Chanel advert and clever musings on how brands should embrace their more “human” qualities.
Anyway, Lisa offered to team up with her friend Samantha from IScentYouADay.com, and together, they have delivered a brilliant conversational rally (in the wonderful FaceGoop style) on the marmite fragrance that is: Thierry Mugler’s Angel.
Take it away ladies…
Hello IScentYouADay, it’s Wordbird here. How nice is it that Lipglossiping is prepared to give us a guest slot on her blog? I bet she’s busy with that gorgeous baby of hers. So let’s sneak in quietly so we don’t wake him up.
WB: I have been thinking about perfume and Thierry Mugler. You know how all his perfumes are MAHOOSIVE? Do you think that’s anything to do with his bodybuilding? Do you think that his perfumes are swollen as if they were on steroids? It might explain a lot. Especially about Angel.
ISYAD: Angel is not only on steroids but it wears Brut for Men and covers itself in chocolate in the hope of landing a date. If it was a man it would have a very hairy chest and a medallion. It even has power over yours truly, because I am strangely fascinated by it. Can I tell you a secret? We’re quite safe here on the Internet, right? Here goes then: sometimes I sit at home in the evening and wear Angel and sniff and sniff and sniff. It’s like my nemesis but it keeps my attention like that snake off the Jungle Book.
WB: Well that’s quite an admission, but we’re all friends here. I get absolutely the same thing from Angel: Chocolate Brut. (Actually, I wonder what the Angel Man perfume A*Men smells like? Double Chocolate Brut?) It is too scary for me even to approach, so – coward that I am – I spray it on my adorable 9 year old daughter and on her it smells divine. There are theories about why this happens. Apparently the moistness of your skin is important. I’m all dried up and bitter, I mean flaky (actually that’s not much better, is it?) while my darling daughter is practically perfect in every way, so that might explain something. Since you have a secret Angel habit, try moisturising one arm and see if it makes a difference.
ISYAD: Oh yes I remember how your girl got caught in the crossfire of one of our perfume testathons, not that she minded: having you as a Mum she sees this as normal. Can I just say that she is the luckiest nine year old I know thanks to her access to the kind of perfume collection that would make a grown woman work out when you are away and break into your bedroom? Just add your holidays to my Google Calendar and I will um… make sure nobody does that.
Back to Angel – I could try moisturising my skin before wearing scent and in fact I do this on my neck and chest as it gets the biggest blast of scent and sun throughout the year, but my arms? I usually forget. Incidentally, my sister in law, who I am always giving samples to, came over the other day smelling lovely. I asked her what it was, not recognising it at all. It was a warm floral with a hint of the Oriental. I was amazed to hear it was Angel. She had really taken a shine to it and I didn’t even recognise it on her. Go figure.
Thank you so much ladies, I do hope you’ll do some more fragrant musings for us in the future?! And for the record, I’m also far too parched and barren to have any love for Thierry Mugler Angel. Indeed, it’s the only fragrance I’ve ever found that has the magical ability to involuntarily turn my lips inside out in an expression of utter distaste. Shudder.
How about you? Do you take delight in the marmite love-it-or-hate-it fragrance that is, Angel?
The idea of Thierry Mugler perfumes representing men trying way too hard intrigues me, and may explain my love of Alien. (I have low self-esteem, so subtlety in matters of romance is lost on me.) Angel, however, I have only tried once. I got some on my hand while spraying a card, and by the time I got home I couldn’t scrub it off fast enough. It wasn’t awful, but it was Way Too Much. The idea of a hairy-chested man doused in Brut and then coated in chocolate is irresistible, though, and I will have to try it again, in the tiniest possible amount. Or maybe I should find a man to test it on instead.
[…] Readers- you may be interested to know that Lisa and I recently guested on Lipglossiping too for the lovely Charlotte. We talked about Thierry Mugler Angel. Here’s the link. […]
Jeez, I hate this stuff with a passion. One whiff and I nearly vom. I’ve had to give up my seat on the tube before to get away from the stench!
[…] Readers- you may be interested to know that Lisa and I recently guested on Lipglossiping too for the lovely Charlotte. We talked about Thierry Mugler Angel. Here’s the link. […]