Much unlike many a magazine editor who recommends you buy all sorts of crap that they most likely got for free, your Jezebel staff doesn’t get jack shit (other than books, unsolicited). And that’s how it should be. But on our own time, in our personal lives, we still buy stuff. So this is Worth It, our daily recommendation of random things that we’ve actually spent our own money on. These are the things we buy regularly or really like, things we’d actually tell our friends about. And now we’re telling you.
Sometime in grad school, I became a perfume person. I’d never much bothered with the stuff before, but something about spending five months of the year swaddled in down (I lived in Iowa) made me want to pretty myself up in other ways. However, my tastes were a bit exacting. I’ve long disliked fruit and flower scents — I’m pretty sure I ODed on them during the Bath & Body Works epidemic of the mid-nineties. I’ve tried wearing men’s cologne, and a variety of cheapish musky scents for women, but none of them really hit it out of the park for me. Then I discovered Tokyo Milk’s Honey & The Moon.
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