Wanting.

I spritz some L’Artisan Parfumeur into the air and walk into it right after showering, at the start of every day (mhmm, sometimes as early as 10 a.m.). Most flowery fragrance is a light, girly giggle; L’Artisan Parfumeur is a low, powerful purr. I wonder if L’Artisan Parfumeur’s frangrance sphere make your space vibe the same…

Using.

Chesapeake Bay Candle sent me their latest fragrance sphere, a minimalist ceramic globe that flavors your air with cedar, sandalwood, and fig. I tucked it into the the corner of my powder room — the scent is subtle, and the fragrance sphere is less obvious than a spindly reed diffuser…

Hating.

Even if this fragrance sphere made my bathroom smell like Giselle’s panties I’d pass…

Wanting.

I’m in love with Blomus stainless steel everything, and especially Blomus stainless steel tea things. This Blomus double-filter teapot shows the elegance of minimalist design…

Using.

I’m loving tea as an alternative to wasting time in line at StarCoffeeBucksBean. This Blomus tea filter is perfect for the morning: tuck a little loose-leaf tea into it, and swirl it in your tea cup…

Hating.

This Blomus tea bag clip seems sloppy after the economical design of all their other tea pieces, though, on third thought, it’d be chic for DIY sachets…

Wanting.

I love Late Chocolate’s blindfold — binding your eyes opens you to trust spiked with risk, which can be as delicious as pleasure spiced with pain.

A silk tie would work as well, though…

Using.

Late Chocolate’s Pleasure Box houses flavored and enhancing rubs, in purse-ready packages.  A Late Chocolate Pleasure Box is discreet enough to lay open on your nightstand — but its results aren’t so quiet…

Hating.

Love and hate are two sides of the same coin, and I’m flipping on this Late Chocolate perfume — it’s got this thick smell, almost like chocolate liqueur and orange. If you don’t have a signature scent yet, Late Chocolate’s perfume is worth sniffing…

Wanting.

Roses arranged like women should be: highly stylized but classic. And useful as decoration…

Using.

I gifted them to myself. That’s what girls get when they give good brain…

Hating.

Gordon Gekko sent me these for Valentine’s Day, with a note. “Flowers are for wimps.” I saved the note…

Wanting

I’m being domesticated — there’s actual furniture in my pad. Next up: this Dayna Decker candle sculpture, an espresso machine, and then maybe silverware so I can more properly push a stick of celery around on my plate before I throw it up…

Wearing

I like Starbucksing less because their burnt coffee tastes good, and more to pay tithe to an institution that rips me off and makes me enjoy it. Kind of like how Christians dig church. This Dayna Decker candle gives me the same glow: $50 for wax. I’m in the wrong business…

Hating

Dayna Decker “conceptual gifting” has too many syllables in it, for something that’s rather straight forward: a stick of wax set on fire. I like to keep things simple: non-conceptual gifting, a go-kart of a sports car that doesn’t do more than drive, and Beyonc� music videos in which she humps the floor…

Wearing.

Actually, not yet. A candle that does more than smoke cheap perfume for your home: you can pour the delish lychee and lapsang wax…

Wanting.

Jimmyjane’s elegant wit makes even marriage look good. A bridal gift set from me, to me, when I marry myself in a few years…

Hating.

Only because it’s distractingly good. I never got into vibes, then Ethan at Jimmyjane gifted me their version of the iconic Rabbit. Dangerous…

Wanting.

A reminder of what to do when your dream’s an inch out of your grasp…

Wearing.

A gift from me to me, engraved “Penicillin Allergy” on the back. Tres romantic…

Hating.

The only cheese I like is goat. Why doesn’t anyone make a necklace reading “Logic”…