I haven't posted an Icon in awhile, so let's get in the mood for romance with the alluring aroma of Chanel No. 5.
Considering it was "all" Marilyn Monroe wore to bed, No. 5 could smell like a dog burning in a tub of kimchi and it would still be intoxicating.
Unfortunately, in these economic times, who can afford to spend $110 on a 3.4 oz. bottle? Not even the Monroe estate at this point. We are all in for a bloody Valentine, 3-D or otherwise.
That's why I heartily endorse the Six-Word Memoirs on Love & Heartbreak as the "it" gift this February.
For starters, it's only $4.95.
Second, it's got enough angst, loneliness, bitter pills, gallows humor, whimsy and naughtiness to match whatever mood Valentine's Day puts you in.
Third, for the lovers in the house (pg. 103, ahem) if you include your own personal six-word memoir along with it, the book makes you seem arty and sexy.
In the words of Al Czervik, "Hey everybody, we're all gonna' get laid!"
Suck it, economy. We don't need your fancy baubles of expensive parfum, but we would like to learn how No. 5 smells like the Arctic Circle...
