I forgive Stash many things:
1. its name (to me, “Stash” doesn’t jibe with the advertising or bottle);
2. the fact I could only smell Stash at Ulta Beauty (I went to two Ulta stores in order to get a sample of Stash. At Ulta No. 1 the S.A. said: “Uh, nope, we have Stash but not a tester bottle…I have a bottle here I’m making into a tester.” Me: “Can I sniff it?” S.A.: “I’m making a tester…SOON.” She chuckled and moved on. The store was empty.
3. Sarah Jessica Parker (whose roles never resonate with me). SJP: hie thee to a desert, strip your face of all makeup and play a character with little money and no “wardrobe;” perhaps a graveyard-shift nurse who also runs an animal rescue farm near Albuquerque with her lazy-ass teen sons and bitch of a mother…Sissy Spacek? Kathy Bates?
I admit I didn’t have much hope for Stash…
The idea for Paris*LA, one of the recent launches from niche brand A Lab On Fire, is simple enough: “LA, captured through Parisian eyes…”, and the description, “a refreshing Coca-cola marries a smooth-shelled macaron”, is enticing, perhaps, depending on your predisposition towards soda-inspired gourmands. I love them, the fizzier the better.
Paris*LA starts off energetically, with ginger and tart citrus (the notes: key lime, ginger, cola accord, neroli, coriander, thyme, macaron accord, amber and musk) and slowly rearranges itself into its key elements, the cola and the biscuit. The cola, admittedly, I’m not sure I’d recognize if I wasn’t looking for it. Paris*LA is only lightly fizzy on my skin, perhaps because I’m dabbing from a vial, and while all the cola “pieces” are there, it’s not the exact cola I’m used to…