By Val the Cookie Queen from APJ
A Day with The Candy Perfume Boy, BlondesWunder and Kimball Shirley, cartoonist extraordinaire.
Up bright and early on the Thursday before The Art and Olfaction Awards saw us heading up to Victoria Tube Station to meet Thomas, The Candy Perfume Boy (CPB) and Kimball Shirley, a very dear family friend of many years. An American spending a little time in London. Formerly of The Simpsons, and now of the animated sitcom Bob’s Burgers, we roped him into being our paparazzi. He is now working on a fragrant comic picture of us all. And we are freaking beyond excited.
Successfully meeting outside the Golden M in Victoria, we all headed to Les Senteurs to meet up with the utterly charming and vivacious Nathalie Vinciguerra, founder of the Anima Vinci perfume range.
Beautiful uplifting fragrances, designed to pull at the heart and the spirit. BlondesWunder fell so in love with one she left with a decant. It was the CPB that introduced me to the Anima Vinci range, albeit virtually, and it led to setting up the date with Nathalie whilst I was in London. (He attended the launch in the South of France).
Suddenly finding ourselves in dire need of refreshment, Nathalie invited us to her office inside the mind-blowing Michelin House in Chelsea, originally opened in 1911.
The building has an incredible rooftop terrace and we took our refreshment up there, happily spending another hour sniffing our way through the scents again.
There are five perfumes in the collection, each one is enchanting. I will introduce them in my next post here.
It was about time to take our leave and head off to The Holy Nando’s. Thomas and I had promised this for ourselves several months earlier. I had never been, and he worships there. This was a serious event and we treated it accordingly.
Undisputedly delicious and I now understand his regular attendance. As long as he works out properly during the week, and runs regularly, I am OK with that. 🙂 Meanwhile I need a serious stash of their Drizzle Oil.
Having found out earlier in the day that Thomas and Nick had won a Jasmine Award for their Fume Chat Podcast, we forced ourselves to eat ice cream at Fortnum and Mason’s in celebration. Why not? Kimball had never been. He had a banoffee cardiac arrest in a glass, topped with honeycomb chunks and a quarter litre side serving of liquid caramel to pour over it, as and when.
I do not have the words to do justice to the absolutely brilliant day that we had. Bucket list date with CPB, hanging with a dear friend, and my daughter along to share my strange habits with both of them. She had them laughing tears. I’m gonna make her pay one day. All my street cred is shot.
Candy Burger Bussis