I WAS ABDUCTED BY A GIANT LYCHEE SPACESHIP: CHAMPAGNE by YVES SAINT LAURENT (1991)

I WAS ABDUCTED BY A GIANT LYCHEE SPACESHIP: CHAMPAGNE by YVES SAINT LAURENT (1991).

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a jasmine nervous breakdown……….JASMAL by CREED (1959)

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As the jasmine here fades until next year….

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From the classical, ladylike, put-together era of the late 1950’s, Jasmal, designed especially for the late Natalie Wood, is the effervescent, floracious, jasmine-imbued remake of Diorissimo.

 

While of similar breeding and olfactory structure, this beautiful perfume by Creed is however quite breathless: spinning, effortlessly almost, out of control.

 

Where Diorissimo breathes refinement – not a hair out of place in that ice blonde, well-kempt chignon– Jasmal is a romantic, hopeless; a hectic matriarch chasing her children around the house, hair come loose;  breathless, heart-pounding, and laughing –  perhaps just that little bit too hard…..

 

 

 

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FENDI THEOREMA PARFUM (1998)

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Delicious !

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Gardens of melancholy : Amyitis by Mona Di Orio (2008)

Gardens of melancholy : Amyitis by Mona Di Orio (2008).

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returning …… JE REVIENS by WORTH ( 1932 )

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returning …… JE REVIENS by WORTH ( 1932 ).

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I DIDN’T KNOW : : : : DZONGKA by L’ARTISAN PARFUMEUR (2006)

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I love being confounded and having my prejudices rebuffed.

Tonight we watched ‘Men, Women, Children’ by director Jason Reitman (I have no memory of choosing it at the video shop, and am an ambivalent watcher of his films), but it was the perfect film for a Monday night.

A cross-generational, intermeshed tale of people caught up in their smartphones, it played out warmly and convincingly across the screen, pertinent to things that are happening in my and my fellow teacher’s lives, and as I watched I reached out for whatever glass vial happened to be there dusting beneath the projector.

Dzongkha. A scent I have ignored (woody; Duchaufour; my usual dislikes), but as the alcohol demystifies – this is an old sample I have wrongly ignored for many years – I get the Dz, or rather the Dj: I sense an element of Djedi: a vetiver, a dry, held back scent and my senses are pleased.

All I can smell is a light, beautifully framed vetiver, dusted with what smells like paprika, but as I check, briefly online, I find out to be white tea (a gorgeous combination); papyrus; and lychee.

Like the film, which I knew nothing whatsoever beforehand, but just chose on whim (and which turned out to be far more rewarding than I could have imagined, emotionally) the perfume feels real; relevant, touching, and distinctly pleasing.

I will have to explore this one further.

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