This March I made a purchase I absolutely couldn’t resist. It’s a new perfume from Etsy shop SweetTeaApothocary called Dead Writers. The shop description: “This blend evokes the feeling of sitting in an old library chair paging through yellowed copies of Hemingway, Shakespeare, Fitzgerald, Poe, and more. The Dead Writers blend makes you want to put on a kettle of black tea and curl up with your favorite book.” Not that I needed more encouragement to curl up with a book – I already barely see the sun as it is. But I figured even if I decided not to wear it, I might want to wander around the house spritzing the air like Febreeze. I’ve been wearing it for about a week now and it turns out: I’ll definitely be wearing it.
Evan was a little dubious when I mentioned my purchase. Apparently “moldy books” and “sexy wife” don’t necessarily go together. (Boy is he doomed.) Anyway, once I got the amounts right (the stuff from the bottle is VERY strong and it took me a few days to figure out the right amount of application) both he and I decided it’s actually a very pleasant scent. And, yes, it kinda smells like a Victorian library – at least what they smell like in my head. The ingredient list includes black tea, vetiver (which I had to look up – it’s a grass), clove, musk, vanilla, heliotrope, and tobacco. I’d say it’s a pretty heavy scent and might not be appropriate for summer wear (one benefit to the lingering snows), but after browsing the shop I found one that smells like honey and saffron that I just might have to try – if only I can be pried from my library long enough.