THIS MOURNING AIR: : : L’ARTISAN’S JOUR DE FETE

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Trying Nina’s vintage bottle of L’Artisan’s exquisite Jour De Fete last night I was struck with the sharpest melancholy. Though ostensibly a perfume of celebration, a perfume that seeks to capture the bonbon lightness of vanillic sweets eaten at a French summer festival, all that I could smell was the piercing sadness of trees: those trees that my dad always said he loved so much but whose name he never knew (are they acacia?): that medicinal, bandage-cinnamon reek of wet autumnal days in the park when the life-death contingent is at its most real and soul-rending; pure poetry; absolute beauty.

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5 responses to “THIS MOURNING AIR: : : L’ARTISAN’S JOUR DE FETE

  1. Holly

    I probably have a sample of this somewhere. Now I’m interested. I thought this was supposed to be light and fluffy, a confection. Your take on it sounds much more intriguing.
    A quick search of other reviews indicates that the trees are laurels.

    • YES. That’s it. Some versions I have smelled are indeed fluffy and vanillic, especially the latest edition, but this older bottle is just piercing nostalgia for me. There is a stunning clarity to it. And it’s all about that laurel note (if it is laurel).

  2. The older bottles are definitely a different scent to the newer ones and yes they truly do elicit a feeling of melancholy and nostalgia.
    Would love to experience this one again, in vintage formula that is.

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