Today I want to introduce you to somebody who is in Perfumeland almost against his will (but I think in the meantime he finds it rather nice here among us fumies). He is related to Olfactoria by marriage and has followed the blog’s progress from Day 1, whether he wanted to or not.
The Husband, as he is known to regular readers from comments or my allusions to his shenanigans, fragrant or otherwise (otherwise most often means something bacon-related), lets us in on his deepest secrets today.
A surgeon during the week and barbecue specialist on the weekends, The Husband is a busy man, but he is never too busy to read my posts and all your comments and for that I want to thank him. He is my first critic and the one always pointing out typos before I embarrass myself.
His own journey into perfume is not an inconsiderable one either: from Ralph Lauren Polo Blue to Serge Lutens Ambre Sultan it is quite a ways and I am proud of his sophisiticated tastes nowadays.
So without further ado, I present to you: The Husband!
A good day starts with… chorizo fried in extra virgin olive oil, one or two eggs sunny side up, and a loaf of bread.
I’d never leave the house without… clothes.
I always feel good… when I think of bacon.
My favorite thing in the world is… bacon, and my wife, and the kids, and bacon.
The place I always come back to is… my dear Auntie Anne’s place. (Yes, she of pretzel fame.)
My personal style is… very much determined by my wife. So I guess (after asking her) it is classic-relaxed. Oh and scrubs, I look ravishing in scrubs.
My favorite perfume… that’s a trick question I will not answer as not to make a fool out of myself in front of an audience of thousands of fresh-fruity-floral hating people.
When I travel… I worry about my feet smelling up the plane.That’s why I wait until my neighbor takes his shoes off before I do and then I give him a look like it is all his fault.
To relax I need… about 12 seconds to fall asleep.
I like to gift people with… presents (they have selected themselves beforehand, so nothing can go wrong. Yes, I’m a coward like that).
When I have a bad day… I remind myself that coming home to two screaming kids will probably make my day even worse, so I might as well get over it.
I find my inspiration… just as important as my expiration.
Something I would never want to miss is… the evacuation bus in case of an alien attack.
My last mistake was… a fried bologna sandwich at Boomer’s Restaurant in Louisville, KY on August 2nd, 2012.
In my fridge there is always… a big chunk of ice in the back with food frozen to it. Maybe it is time to look into that… (Editor’s Note: That is so not true!)
On my nightstand… I keep a mess. (Editor’s Note: That is quite true!)
The perfect weekend… starts with Friday morning.
My role model… is Robert K. Merton. (Having King be your middle name must be just awesome.)
Something I always want to be asked in questionnaires like this… is my views on the Roswell coverup. (But I have to deal with my wife rolling her eyes heavenward, so I’d better not get into details.)
It is pretty clear that bacon plays a significant role in this man’s life. So does finding ways to drive his Landrover Defender into the next available ditch on purpose and discussing conspiracy theories.
I’m glad he found a way to accommodate perfume into this very different world as well.
Thank you for this interview, M!