Which sucks, because I actually have a pretty great life, I have a job I like pretty well, a beautiful house, an amazing and ultra gorgeous spouse, great friends, a bangin’ bod that works sort of okay (except for the digestive system but hey, you can’t have everything), several pairs of jeffrey campbell shoes and over two hundred bottles of perfume, but I still feel deeply sad and empty and worthless a lot.  Though thinking about the perfume right now did kind of cheer me up a little.

Now back to your regularly scheduled perfume reviews and leftist feminist humor blogging.