This is the personal blog of a male fragrance nut, who goes by the name of Redneck Perfumisto over on Basenotes, or cologniac here. It’s something of a raw brain dump, so don’t be surprised if it’s a little odd here and there. The degrees of mania and lucidity vary over time, in a rather beautiful but unpredictable way. Which is which is hard to tell in a world where telling the truth all the time isn’t considered sane.
Fragrance is a funny thing. Everybody pays attention to it, but only a few of us hop up on our horses and follows it all the way to wherever it leads. If you do, you’ll feel like you’re alone at first. After a while, you’ll find yourself in the company of a few others. And if you’re lucky, you’ll eventually find yourself in a wonderful community of other strange people, similarly afflicted or blessed, depending on your point of view.
I like being in that community. It’s a nice place, full of wonderful people. It almost makes me believe – in everything. It makes me feel like I should stay there and never leave.
But sometimes you have to ride. And sometimes you have to ride alone. That’s when I come here. It helps me remember things. Just like fragrance does.