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Friday, September 11, 2015

Air Freshner

Although it's not a recipe for food, it is a recipe! And, to keep this place from being some 'household tips' Suzie Homemaker kinda crap, there's an added bonus at the end...

In the process of trying to preserve the teeniest bit of one of my favorite fabric & air freshener scents, thyme and fig, I remember I had just emptied--save a few more squirts--a Montage bottle.

Those of you who had never had the pleasure of standing next to me in my element have no idea that it's my signature scent, plus the ever loved/hated, patchouli. Most people, newly exposed to this exotic and unfamiliar scent revel in the fact that 1) It smells so damn good! 2) It's one of the most unusual scents ever experienced by their olfactory. Unless they don't like it. BEWARE--These people are mutants, aliens, or have perfume sensitivities. Regardless, they are not to be trusted. Don't take advice, ride shotgun, or borrow sugar from these people.

Since I already had the lemongrass out in the prior experiment, I gathered the majority of patchouli bottles stashed around here. One is the fresh, airy, clean top notes, the other, is the earthy, sensual, and mystical. Surely you can guess which one is which, eh?

To replicate, use lemongrass & patchouli. If you want to venture out and do your own thing, that's cool. Just use your favorite oils. I don't mind. No really, everyone's their own person, just like everybody else.

You will need:

--empty bottle w/ squirt nozzle
--alcohol or vodka ( no judgment here)
--essential oils
--water

It might have been helpful had I kept count of specific amounts, even in drops, or at the very least, general descriptions, but, no. I teetered between patchouli heavy, and lemongrass dominant. The scent I wanted to achieve wasn't presenting itself at all.  A couple times, I feel I was getting really close, but a streak of perfectionism or even possibly greed made me spiral out of control and ended up in mad-scientist mode.

After going to all that trouble, what I got ended up less like a magic potion of ethereal bliss and more like Poop-pourri. You know, that stuff you buy in boutiques that you spray in the toilet so your business stench doesn't attack the next person entering the restroom with a sucker punch to the nose. Also, it makes good bug spray.

You're welcome!

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