It's called The Smell from the Purse. (raise level of scary music)

And it wasn't as if I hadn't been warned. My friend Katherine Neville (she of those wonderful books The Eight and The Fire) knows Morocco well. The leather will smell, she told me. But did I listen? Noooo. I saw this really cute purse, in this years bright orange and I bargained for it. It was only when I had it back in the hotel room that I noticed the lingering odour. So I sealed it in a plastic bag until I got home.
Then I asked for help on Twitter and Facebook. Got lots of wonderful advice--crumpled newspaper, baking soda, kitty litter, leaving out in the sun... all seem to be working. But I think the best tip was from a friend on the trip. He said "spray it with your favorite perfume so that if you smell anything, it will be that." So I'm about to decide whether it should be L'air du Temps or Fidgi or Anais Anais ... you see I have old fashioned taste in perfumes. I'll let you know whether this works or not. I'm determined not to throw the purse away.
Rhys, surround the bag crumpled newspaper with vinegar inside a box or plastic container . . . but maybe not letting the vinegar contact the leather.
ReplyDeleteCareful about the perfume, though, as it will overwhelm those around you if the bag decides to retain the fragrance at full-strength . . . .