Nothing about perfume here. Just want to raise a chilled glass of bubbles to Kamala Harris and Joe Biden in that precise order. I hope they reinstate the Paris Climate Agreement and address social inequalities in the US. I hope Brits get rid of our very own Pound Land Trump as soon as we can. […]
Mon Parfum by Paloma Picasso – a Halloween scent for Anjelica Houston in The Witches, 1990
Happy Halloween 2020 everyone. Now is the winter of our collapsing health service. Brits grit our teeth for covid-19’s second surge (flu season, cold weather, schools back, universities back, continued incompetency and contemptuous scapegoating from Boris Johnson). However I am relatively cheerful as I love Halloween. I love watching seventies and eighties horror films under […]
Scent in literature – The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath, 1963
“What are you sweating over that for?” Doreen lounged on my bed in a peach silk dressing gown, filing her long, nicotine-yellow nails with an emery board, while I typed up the draft of an interview with a best-selling novelist. That was another thing — the rest of us had starched cotton summer nighties and […]
Dryad by Papillon Perfumes
Dryad is my favourite of the set. It is a dry, bitter, earthen, green scent. To me it feels introspective and quiet; old, yet natural and alive. There is a freshness to it, but it is the earthy dark freshness of damp leaves on a forest floor, and of padded cushions of moss and lichen on tree trunks. This is not the freshness of breezes and open green spaces in bright sunlight.