Monday, April 25, 2011
I just got back in town last night and the first thing I found was a message from my mystery client. Finally! As time goes on, he seems to be revealing more and more of his true identity, so it won’t be long until he shows one of his many faces full-on. However, for the moment, the webcam shows him occupied with some sort of seduction-like activity, blowing music out one pipe and perfume out the other, maybe conducting a test of what he’s selected so far. I think he’s trying to tranquilize her (his assistant?) and make her feel better. Here’s what he writes:
I heard you thought I'd forgotten about our little project. Not so. I've just been busy, she's been frantic - and sick, lately - and the rest of the world has been busy going to Hell in a handcart, as the saying goes.
But I haven't forgotten. It's just...you know...stuff, life, things...happen.
Man, those samples were...something else. Sometimes, I forget what it is I love so much about Planet Earth - the sheer, utter diversity of it all, the tastes and tones and scents of it, down to and including frankincense and labdanum and cistus. She and I had a fun evening playing around with them. I've caught her in the act on a few occasions, sticking her nose - a short, straight, Northern European nose - in that box and inhaling, just for the pleasure of it. I've caught her on other occasions before she leaves in the morning, dabbing on a little labdanum. It always puts a smile on her face. She thinks I don't notice, but I do.
I read some of the comments you got from my email. I thought it was funny, that one comment said it was kind of creepy to use a scent to seduce. As if you humans haven't been doing it for thousands of years, turning it into an art form, men and women alike, using scents in all their permutations to entice and beckon closer. If that's not the general, overriding idea, why bother?
I said we have a bass line with that combo, and do you know, I think we do. It's just...the percussion is a little too sharp. We need to dampen it a little, mix it slightly back, bring those incredible frankincenses a little more forward. I'm not worried about the labdanum. That stuff is almost radioactive. Add just a drop or two of something slightly softer and woodier, maybe - perhaps one of those wood extracts you told her about, a smidgen or two of cedar, and something just a little - I do mean a little - sweet. I may be the Devil, but I'm not the biggest monster on Earth. We both know who that is.
You're on a roll, and you've done a great job so far. I'm looking forward to the next stage of the process. And come on - I'll bet you are, too!
I'll be in touch, sooner than you think this time.
Sounds like my next step is going to be to combine all of the materials selected by this odd team to produce a first draft of the over-percussive bass, and send that along with samples of some woody and sweetish materials. The giant arborvitae might be just the solution. It’s sweet, woody, fruity, and truly unique. I’ll also include some musks - cosmone, galaxolide, helvetolide, and such, just in case, and a couple of cedary things including nootka tree oil and the cedar accord that I made for Alyssum. I think I’ll also include choya loban in case they want a smoky note. Vanilla? I don’t think so, but a touch of it might provide the sweetness they’re looking for. Just in case, I'm going to mix up a special vanilla accord. I need a good, thick, sensual-smelling one anyway.
I can tell that the mystery client and his assistant are starting to think about heart and top notes. What can we add that would go with the base and not make a gigantic mess? It seems to me that the melody line may be in the bass, so the rest would be ornamentation, but we shall see. In any case, the whole base/heart/top convention is artificial, so we don’t really have to work that way.
What they’re right about is that I’m looking forward to the next stage of the process!
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Sorry folks, fruity-floral scents are not a scourge of the early 21st century, they were developed back in prehistoric times by orchids. A few days ago I brought in an orange-red hybrid cattleya orchid that was starting to bloom in the greenhouse, and set it on the kitchen counter. It’s called Blc Dennis Kone x Wanda’s Fire, for those who care about nomenclature. Yesterday afternoon, I was walking into the kitchen and smelled a strong fruity fragrance, like apricots. I dismissed it as coming from the bowl of fruit that was sitting out on the counter, even though it had no apricots in it. Later on when I was watering the plant, I realized that the fragrance was coming from the flowers! This orchid is a fruity floral par excellence, more fruity than floral. It puffs out its scent all day, perfuming the house with what could easily pass for the next celebrity perfume.
Speaking of orchid fragrances, I have a couple of perfumes (not my own) that are reputed to smell like cattleya orchids. I’ll post reviews on here since both of them do actually have a cattleya orchid-like note.
Dior Hypnotic Poison Eau Sensuelle
I normally avoid flankers just because I don’t like the concept. If you’re going to make a new perfume, just make a new one. If you’re going to reformulate the old one, just reformulate. You can’t please all of the people all of the time, so why try? However, because I grow orchids, Abigail sent me a sample of HP Eau Sensuelle to try, and I appreciate the opportunity to test something that would not otherwise be at the top of my testing queue. HPES starts out with an odd toasted-vanilla fortune cookie scent, aquatic notes, and some lovely florals. I’m happy to report that the floral notes could conceivably include a cattleya orchid accord, since they share the slightly spicy, fruity, moist, mixed-flower-flavored-with-vanilla vibe that’s in the fragrance of cattleya hybrid orchids. However, as an orchid grower, I have to say that “orchid” is a safe description to use for just about any perfume note, since in life, as in perfumery, it can mean just about anything given that orchid scents are all over the olfactory map. Orchids or not, HPES is a sweet, floral-gourmand scent. After the opening, which does actually remind me a little of orchid flowers, the scent changes for a while into plastic flowers and fortune cookie along with a little patchouli, then finally to a slightly powdery base that’s mostly sweet, lightly caramelized vanilla. I have to say that I like this fragrance, although I’m not sure I’d want to wear it very often.
Shiseido Message from Orchids
A while back I was fortunate to find a sample of this limited-edition scent created by Shiseido in 1996 (or 2000, depending on whose information you believe) for the Japanese Grand Prix orchid show, to represent the fragrance of the “orange cattleya orchid”. It is a peachy floral that really does manage to capture the scent of a cattleya orchid. It has that gentle, full, moist, fruity, slightly spicy feeling characteristic of a big “corsage-type” orchid in mid-bloom, especially in the top notes. After an hour it dries down to a lightly floral skin scent with some warm musk in it, and by 4-6 hours, it’s pretty much gone. Since I grow orchids, I was interested to sample this, and pleased to find that it does smell something like a hybrid cattleya flower. I’m not sure it’s anything that I’d ever wear except out of curiosity, but it’s a nice floral perfume.
I will be out of town until Sunday, visiting my mother, so there will probably be another hiatus in blog posting.
[Fortune cookie photo from Wikimedia]
Monday, April 18, 2011
This is a reposting of Tarleisio’s well-crafted response to a recent magazine article that, unfortunately, is typical of the shallow, advertising-driven “advice” that is given to women in many areas, not just perfume. I apologize for the redundancy if you have seen it already, but hope that this joint action by a number of bloggers will call attention to the problem of thoughtless writing in the media that not only perpetuates, but actually creates stereotypes, not least of which is the myth that women’s lives are over at 40. There are many of us out here who refuse to be stereotyped, and who would like to read real information based on fact rather than fluff designed to promote the products of the companies who advertise in the various publications.
Without further ado, here is Tarleisio’s letter:
An open letter to the editor of Women’s Health magazine
An article in the Beauty section of the April edition of Women’s Health, entitled ‘Your Perfect Scent’ was brought to my attention by a friend and fellow blogger, and several statements in the article as well as the overall tone compelled me to write you.
The article attempts to categorize women in a range of ages – from their teens until ‘40+’ according to perfume category, arguing that throughout their lives, women prioritize their fragrance choices differently and gravitate towards the perfumes that reflect those priorities. It then proceeds to cite various perfumes currently available that might appeal, and this is where I feel compelled to protest – both at the underlying assumptions that teenagers want to impersonate walking cupcakes, that women in their thirties wear perfume to feel ‘sexy and secure’ and finally the statement that women in their forties wear perfume to feel ‘elegant’.
Women at any age read magazines such as yours for information and inspiration in their lifestyle choices, and few of them are entirely aware that for print media in a competitive digital age, advertising revenue takes pride of place over relevant content. As a consequence of perfume being formulated to target certain demographics and as a result of what you choose to advocate in your editorial pages, the perfumes sold in department stores and mall chain stores are all indistinguishable from one another. One sweet, fruity floral scent segues seamlessly into the next sweet, fruity floral, and only the name of the designer on the label is interchangeable. So women are shortchanged from both sides of that equation – by the major designer houses that are often the only luxury these women can afford, and by the very magazines they read for inspiration promoting only the brands they already advertise on their pages.
The problem is that neither your readers in general nor women in particular are thrilled about being defined in demographic terms, any more than teenaged girls can be lumped into cupcake fragrance categories, women in their thirties need to feel ‘sexy or ‘secure’ or ‘forty+’ women – a term I personally find more than slightly condescending - want to be considered ‘elegant’ above all other reasons for wearing perfume.
What surprises me more than any other aspect of a very important issue in general, namely the stereotyping of women in the media, is that we live in an individualistic age. As women and as individuals, the opportunity to make individual choices that reflect our unique selves has never been greater, and this includes the very subject matter of your article – perfume. What is more, as social media change how we are informed and entertained and inspired to make those choices, creating and maintaining a dialogue with your readers is a valuable tool to retain the very readership that underlies your role in that media landscape, whether on a newsstand or on the Web.
There is a rich and invaluable resource available to any journalist interested in her subject matter – perfume blogs. We would quite happily have participated and in the process been thrilled to share what we know – that you are not doomed to ‘elegance’ simply for a diminished sense of smell – a claim I find quite unsubstantiated by scientific evidence in the article or in my personal experience, nor are you compelled to waft cupcake as a teenager, simply because there’s nothing else to choose from. There’s not too much else to choose from in the mainstream market because a tiny number of companies determine what scents land on department store shelves, and if one sweet, fruity floral scent becomes a success, it must therefore follow – so dictate the laws of the marketing briefs of these companies promoting this or that ‘exclusive designer’ – that only sweet, fruity, floral perfumes will do.
Women’s Health is a magazine that has a broad scope – to promote a healthy, happy and fulfilled lifestyle for its readership that goes beyond the usual stereotypical ‘women’s magazines’. Even so, when you attempted to inform your readers about a very personal choice, you fell victim to that precise stereotyping, and ignored a perfect opportunity to elevate your editorial content a bit above the stereotypical content of any other women’s magazine currently available.
Which is why we read you, after all.
Tarleisio, perfume blogger at Scent Less Sensibilities
This letter has also been published on the following participating blogs:
All I am - a redhead
Eyeliner on a Cat
Beauty on the Outside
Redolent of Spices
Thursday, April 7, 2011
We just got back from nearly a week on the road in Oregon, a mix of the city and the wilderness, the upscale and the downscale. I won’t bore you with a travelogue, but suffice it to say that the first two nights we stayed at nice hotels, and the rest of the nights we camped in our car in various parks that ranged from the mountain rainforest to the coastal sand dunes.
When I was packing, one important consideration was what, if any, perfumes to take with me. I decided on four - Frederic Malle’s Musc Ravageur, which both my husband (M) and I love; Teo Cabanel’s Alahine, which I love; a very old mini bottle of L’Occitane Vanille Bourbon, which he loves; and a bottle of my own A Midsummer Day’s Dream, which was more or less untested in a real-life wearing situation. In the rush to leave, I forgot my camera.
The first night, in Portland, we went out to hear live music, and I wore A Midsummer Day’s Dream. It was a little strange to actually be wearing a perfume, not just testing it, and it gave me a little more perspective on how “normal” people use and perceive perfumes. M liked it a lot, and I have to say I did, too. It had a lot more sillage than I thought it would, and it lasted much longer than I expected. I liked it so much that I applied it again the next morning, and it lasted through a wonderful dinner at the Oregon Gardens, a sort of botanical garden, nature preserve, and conference center where we got to see 400-year-old oak trees covered from top to bottom in oak moss, and surrounded by daffodils! If I make an Oregon-inspired perfume it will be based on oakmoss and daffodils, since the whole state is full of them. It’s also full of skunk cabbage. I’ve never seen so many skunk cabbage plants, with entire low-lying fields bright yellow with their flowers.
The next day I put on some L’Occitane vanilla and we headed for the mountains. Interestingly, M usually raves about how good it smells, but this time he didn’t. I think he’s getting jaded when it comes to perfume, since he has to smell so many different things when I’m sampling. We spent the day on trails in the rainforest and soaked in a rock pool fed by a hot spring that poured out of a steaming cave in the side of the mountain. Then it started to rain. We found a state park area, folded the back seats down, and slept very comfortably in the car, with the rain and occasional hail pattering on the roof. That was the way we “camped” for the rest of the trip. The down side was that my little carry-on suitcase with “non-essential” items got jammed between the car seats under some other stuff, in an inaccessible position for the rest of the trip, leaving me without any perfume. I survived. My nose is probably all the better for having had a vacation.
The other deprivation that I suffered was not having my laptop, but I have to say that I really didn’t miss it. On the third day the battery of my phone ran down, so I didn’t have a phone, either. Technology-free, I survived to enjoy the dunes and the trip up the rocky coast on highway 101, with alternating waves of rain, hail, and sunshine. It was gorgeous.
When I got home, there was a package from Croatia waiting for me. Oh, the thrill! I do so love getting packages in the mail! Ines had sent me a packet containing three perfume samples - Hilde Solani Conaffetto, Serge Lutens Boxeuses, and Ormonde Jayne Ta’if, none of which I have tried. To top it off, there was a packet of Croatian sweets called Bronhi. I’ll be sampling all of these gustatory and olfactory treats over the next few days and reporting on them.
It’s good to be back home!
[Because I forgot my camera, the flower photos are adapted from Wikimedia]