Dear Friends,
In response to the many questions I have received, The Perfumed Dandy today takes a few moments to talk of my bustling weekly calendar of commitments.
Come St Valentine’s Day when my travels recommence and I resume my reports from the front line of feminine fragrance, there will be little time for us to converse in this way, and I would not wish to leave you in the dark.
You see, The Perfumed Dandy‘s week has a shape, a form, a regularity that gives meaning to a gentlemen’s fleeting existence.
As I hope you will be sharing this humble life of mine over the days, weeks and months ahead, I thought it as well to share that form with you the – I hope happy – recipients of the fruits of my scented labour.
So, chocks away, here are the minutiae of the week of The Perfumed Dandy:
Monday sees the start of The Perfumed Dandy’s Working Week.
It is the day when I embark on my adventures through the Wicked Wild West of women’s perfume.
Each day I wear a new fragrant fancy chosen by yourselves from ‘The Perfumed Dandy’s Hit Parade’ yes, by you, my most darling dear hearts.
The Hit Parade itself consists of the ten most popular of the 400 plus strong compendium of perfumed picks that you have already put forward for The Perfumed Dandy‘s perusal.
To suggest some more good scents, simply visit the recommendations room and make yourself known at the counter marked ‘Suggest a new scent or recommend an old one’
Not only does The Perfumed Dandy exert himself to the point of fatigue sporting these smells, he also finds time each working day to send his scribbles recounting his thoughts on a previously apported perfume back home. These are of course The Perfumed Dandy’s Scented Letters of which there has been so much talk.
Now, with all this searching for scents, wearing the wonders and then writing about them, The Perfumed Dandy is quite worn out and so ends his travails on…
Now, many of you may be envious of so apparently a brief sojourn in gardens of the daily grind. But please, I beseech you, remember the ardours of the task in which our hero, my fine self, is engaged:
The Perfumed Dandy must hunt each day for wild scents.
Once caught he must wear them.
Then he must report to you in the most luxurious of language possible of what nature of beasts he has ensnared.
In addition, The Perfumed Dandy is a gentleman, and it is not seemly for a gentleman to be seen to strive too hard.
But fear not, after a restorative game of scrabble and a good night’s sleep, come Friday all is set for our gentleman of the gentle arts to board the fast train for his seaside destination and The Perfumed Dandy’s Long Weekend begins.
As he travels, The Perfumed Dandy sends his final scented letter of the week.
Taken from the The Perfumed Dandy’s Classic Collection these are the master’s masterly impressions of the masterpieces (and otherwise) that have already been elected to pass before his expert nose.
On Saturday a chance to recover, to reflect and to recap on the journey so far and to take a look through the ‘The Perfume Dandy’s Library Catalogue’. A selection from those fragrances so far put forward for consideration that have yet to take their turn on the ‘The Perfume Dandy’s Hit Parade’.
At this point your opinions are canvassed for which wonders should next face the public vote of the Parade.
Then a final day of relaxation, a chance to kick back with a copy of the The Perfumed Dandy’s Sunday Supplement beofre the madness of the week begins once more and…
… is upon us all again.
By Jove I’m quite breathless at the prospect.
Indeed put like that The Perfumed Dandy is quite the busiest boy on the block.
You will join me won’t you for my everyday adventures?
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy.
The Perfumed Dandy. 
Hiya, Daddy! That is one helluva grueling schedule – but I look forward to the fruits of your labors. Your fan, V
Why I know Dear Vickie, but The Dandy has been in a scented training camp for the last two months to prepare. He’s in the peak of olfactory fitness and raring to go. And if the agenda proves too tough, he has charming assistants he can call on…
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy.
Well, hello again… Dandy!
That will teach me to be effusive without proofing as I type – let’s just call it a Freudian slip – and we all know how little girls feel about their daddies.
Yours ever so,
V
Oh by the way My Dear Ms Lester please think nothing of your apparent indiscretion for I though nothing of it myself, thinking it merely an affectation of salutation of a New World sort.
My Best regards to your father.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Monsieur Dandy, forgive me for showing just a bit of friendly concern. Although, you possess super-human olfactory abilities plainly apparent from your many fragrance reviews posted throughout the vast intra-webs, I fear that even YOU may stubble in over-working your superior ‘smell’ senses to the point of no return. All this in your passion to share wonderful scent discoveries with the world!
Hark! A humble and gentle warning to you Sir! Although, if there be any person more able than you for the described task I know not of him or her. So I wish you well, and wish many successes in your new journey. Huzzah! Good fellow! To the perfumed winds damn you!!!
Ah My Dear Imsookool
Your concern falls as gentle as the rain from heaven on the place below.
But fear not, it is the part of a Dandy to appear as though he is industrious beyond all wit and reason and yet within to retain an existential poise and calm and without a goodly deal of rest and recuperation.
Your fellow here will travel and hunt and report on wild scents but four days of the week.Over his long weekend, he will keep you regaled and entertained with tales from his past adventures and conversations with friends and others, in time he may well call on the services of these others to assist him further should his life become to burdensome.
Fear not the Dandy is a gentleman and therefore not inclined to overwork and if such odious an apparition bears down upon him he will his stratagem rethink.;
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy.
I am utterly entranced and beside myself (…oh! pardon me, me.) in excitement at the prospect of such a Herculean if not Sisyphean labor.
As for Miss Lester showing her slip. Well there is only one thing to say…or should I say, sing!
Now Mr Lanier
A true gentleman, such as the Dandy is, would (as I have done) drawn a delicate veil over Ms Lester’s minor indiscretion but you, Cad that you are, have made a merry song and dance of it – and I am of it too,
What would the world be without music and Miss Monroe.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Oh was I a bad boy? Tee hee…..
Ever the enfant terrible Monsieur Lanier – I would expect no less.
Toujours
The Perfumed Dandy
Tomorrow belongs to you!
I can hardly wait Mr. P.Dandy!
Thank you so kindly the wonderous Mr Lanier, without whom none of this would have been possible.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Wishing you the best of luck and know you are the bright spot in our dreary days.
As always, Rose
And thank you once again oh Flower of Cairo.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Wishing you the best of luck and know you are the one bright spot in our dreary days.
Why Thank You My Dearest Rose of the Nile.
You also bring light into the Dandy’s days.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy