Dammit why can’t I smell like my perfume??


I like smelling pleasant. And most days I do, (I think)..

But no one has ever asked me which perfume have I had on. I have come across women  who, when go by me, make me go, “damn she smells good, wonder which perfume is that!!” and I then follows my struggle to smell and take in as much as as I can without looking like a creep with confused sexual orientation.

Yes people have told me I smell nice. My cousin once  told me I smelt nice & reminded her of a fruit she couldn’t recall the name of. (So much for researching & buying a perfume with top notes of lemon, middle notes of bamboo & base notes of cedar.. ugh.)

Also someone once told me I smelt like a baby (Instantly made me think of baby poop & wonder if the other person was also thinking of the same while telling me so. I hope not!) 

What do these women do to smell so good all day? How does one achieve that effect?

Do you take a mini bath in the perfume & finish half of it at one go? I love D&G’s Light Blue but there are 2 hurdles to that:  a) It’s expensive &  b) It’s expensive!

Are there any other secret pulse points that I don’t know of?? I diligently follow the rule of wrist, behind the ears, elbow and hair but no, the smell swooshes off in couple of hours. (I keep rubbing my wrist on my nose wistfully to take in the feeble remainder of the smell that was my perfume as consolation.)

Does one wear real cheap perfume & lots of it? (That might backfire if someone passes out with a finger pointing at you.)

Are there any god-created perfumes out there I don’t know of?? (God I hope not, I read way too many blogs & like to think I am well-informed.)

I keep practicing the line “Oh you like it? It’s D&G’s Light Blue, it’s awesome”  in my head. (I know I am weird.)

Mind you, this is not a post – just a rant in my head that is somehow controlling my fingers. The bottom line is I would really like it if someday a complete stranger (or a friend – beggars can’t be choosers) stops me and asks “What are you wearing??? You smell amazing.” I think I will lift my eyes to heaven, thank God mentally & sigh contently before proceeding with the much practiced “Oh you like it? It’s D&G’s Light Blue, it’s awesome”.. (I have a penchant for dramatics, as you must have deduced by now.)

I want to be the ‘Rose’ one stops in order to smell, literally.

I think I should stop now. This post has gotten too weird already. Hope you are smelling good wherever you are!



Disappearing act of the joy we call ‘Reading’!!


Ok so hospitals are notorious for being depressingly depressive places to be at and I do not beg to differ on that thought.

(My father is unwell and I am in a hospital right now)

To cut a sob story short – with the efficient doctors and the sweet nurses doing their jobs, and I being of not much use except to just sit and stare at the gloomy charts &  smell the medicated air, was thinking what to do. I have my exams next month but can’t study or find the will for the love of wise gods.

While reading a few interesting blogs & realizing how I have never really made time to write one, I created a (new) account in a hurry & trust me, for the next 20 minutes while I was busy with the inception of  “Elfin Olive”,  I had attained the state of Blogging Nirvana.. 

No worries, no distractions – absolute focus!!  And it felt great!

So anywayyyyyy… What I really wanted to write about is that this picture popped up on my facebook feed recently.

I saw it. I smiled. Then I stopped smiling.

The thought that my kids (if & when I decide to have them in future) might not know the joy such as reading a Famous Four (Enid Blyton) under a  blanket with a torch in your hand ’cause it’s late & you are supposed to be sleeping or refusing to put the Harry Potter down while your mum bellows in your ear about the dinner getting cold, is sad. Very sad….!!!

I know the prelude to my blog is longer than the blog itself.  *What to do, I am cool like that!*  😀



Starting (all over) again!

Well, beginnings are rarely easy (fun? oh yes).  I think the best word to describe starting at some (any) point is ‘awkward’. With me it’s been a journey of many awkwards.. Having wanting to write a blog and share (just putting something out there you know..?) for a long time, I gave up fairly early a lot of times.

Well life being life has been teaching me a lesson or two lately – You want something? you go get it. You want to write a blog? You just flipping do it!!

So here I am. With my first blog (not ever) 🙂

I might want to share someday why I named my blog ‘Elfin Olive’..Not today (tonight actually).

For now, it’s enough I wrote this note despite of not feeling really up for it. *Yay to growing up..*