You probably don't need us to tell you we have sort of interesting readers. I met Jack on Facebook, after doing a search on Paco Rabanne's La Nuit there, and we hit it off instantly. Jack treats his facebook profile like a perfume blog for the most part, posting vintage ads, his scent of the day, and observations about everything from why the kid in an old Arpege image is creepy to the fact that he just found Florida Water at Wal-Mart. He does a recurring thing called Edith's Shopping Bag which keeps track of his perfume purchases, with pictures for the short of attention span. It made sense that he'd been reading the blog for a while--even though it took us a little longer than your average person to figure that out. Hey, you're the guy from that blog, he said one day. Um, yeah, I answered. You know it? Duh! Jack's a really smart guy and, like Abigail, and a lot of you, a lot of fun to talk to. We met on Facebook to chat tonight, in the first of a continuing series:
Brian: So, you're a guy...
Jack: I'm a guy? Yes.
Brian: And I don't know many guys who wear cologne. Do you call it cologne? I always alternate between saying cologne, perfume, and fragrance, the way you vary the spelling of a word when you're not sure how it should be spelled.
Jack: I don't call anything cologne. I call it all perfume.
Brian: I don't like the word cologne really. Over Christmas weekend I was in a store where everything which said cologne, even Poison and Shalimar, was put on the guy's side. Which is why I don't like "cologne" in a nutshell, I guess.
Jack: I don't like the word because it makes men feel safe from their own vanity. Honestly I think that most people have the idea that there is something inherently different in the formulas of men's fragrances and women's.
Brian: I guess I don't like the term cologne because I waited such a long time to wear perfume and now I don't want to call it anything else if I can avoid it.
Jack: When did you first allow yourself to wear it?
Brian: Well, when I lived in NYC about...gulp...2o years ago, I bought Coriandre, because I remembered sneaking into my stepmother's bathroom to smell it. But in NYC I still didn't wear it. I just "enjoyed" it. Like an heirloom you can admire but mustn't wear.
Jack: Crazy! But when did you first buy something for women and spritz it on and go around in public?
Brian: Just a couple years ago, when I started blogging, or right before. It's sad. I guess I'm angry about it and making up for lost time.
Jack: Aww... I remember that thrill--it was drag, but a new, sneaky kind of drag that affects people on an almost subconscious level.
Brian: Yeah, it is kind of drag. Totally.
Jack: I started two years ago.
Brian: What did you first wear?