Take it as a compliment. A good perfumista wears anything they want. I’m sure you smell fantastic in it. And besides, I never thought of you as uber butch…and that’s a good thing as well 🙂
Why not? Beautiful smells beautiful. Do you wear it out, or just at home? Now I have a sudden intense craving to smell it. I wear White Linen. Not every day, or even often, though more often in summer. I’m a bit addicted. I also have Youth Dew edp and bath oil. I can’t wear them at home or in the car because my husband complains. But Beautiful…who would complain?
We were doing some end of year cleaning in the perfume room and I espied one of those miniature parfums (I have a few lying around). I suppose it just really reminds me of the eighties, in the best possible way. Family. Friends. School. Christmas and warmth. Really enjoying it today!
Sorry, this is me at my silliest. I can imagine, the way I go with confessionals and over emotionality that a reader might even approach this with dread, but I was just amusing myself. In a good mood. Finally relaxed a bit, enjoying the holidays, and my perfume collection.
This IS quite a naff thing to wear though, for a man. But obviously, I couldn’t care less. I actually find it very soothing. It contains so much history ( I actually think that perfume really does do that, in fact: it ABSORBS the years in which it was released……and it’s not as though I am obsessed with the eighties, but then they were such a big part of my life so far and sometimes I just can’t help dipping back into them).
Heh – that is the signature scent of my stepmother (70). It’s kind of nice but it does linger in a room. I’m smelling a bit butch for me right now – Parfumerie Moderne Cuir X. I like it a lot but I’d rather be wearing Lancôme Cuir.
I love it, but no. Can’t possibly carry that one off (too much theatrical muskiness neath the tuberose), but my sister can. Tuberose is fine on me though; love it. Love love love it.
I agree. I genuinely do like it a lot, and sometimes do have cravings for its warmth and protective feelings of homeliness and safety, but I also think it evokes quite ambivalent feelings in me. On the one hand, I consider Beautiful the quintessential American fragrance. On a woman in freshly laundered clothes, nice smelling hair – classic pearly teethed US hygiene in other words – and then some sprays of Estee Lauder’s Beautiful, this perfume is multifaceted, complex, sweet, physically enwrapping, and has a certain level of flair.
At the same time, it embodies a kind of cosseted, suburban smugness, and is in some ways horrifyingly conservative (smelling precisely of the Reaganite times in which it emerged), and despite its beauty, is somehow dead. I think all the classic Lauders have this quality. That velveted, powdered, wholeness with not a hair out of place: a brilliant sillage, that envelopes the woman in an impenetrable fortress of ‘just so’ (think how Beautiful, or Youth Dew, or Aromatics Elixir linger in a room….there is quite a subtle, passive aggression lurking beneath these brilliantly technological perfumes – they are really designed to invade your space and make you NOTICE me).
Moving in to kiss someone with one of these perfumes is therefore very daunting: they are not like French perfumes, which are far more flirtatious and open-legged: it’s like trying to French kiss Margaret Thatcher. Or even Krystle Carrington. But you will be slapped around the face in any case – these are the perfumes of shoulder padded Boadiceas.
It has to be, and a bottle of the extrait too. I was just checking to see what was available, as one does, and saw a good deal, and the more I think about it, I see it was the only rational thing to do. I take it back: no contrition needed.
If you didn’t wear something so womanly I would be disappointed.
Not sure how to reply!
Take it as a compliment. A good perfumista wears anything they want. I’m sure you smell fantastic in it. And besides, I never thought of you as uber butch…and that’s a good thing as well 🙂
I kind of am, though.
But I totally agree on all fronts. I feel like Michael Caine in Dressed To Kill……it’s like a secret. I probably wouldn’t wear it outside the house.
No…not Micheal Caine, but Angie Dickenson in that movie. She even turned me on with her slutty bad self.
Poor thing. In the elevator.
Why not? Beautiful smells beautiful. Do you wear it out, or just at home? Now I have a sudden intense craving to smell it. I wear White Linen. Not every day, or even often, though more often in summer. I’m a bit addicted. I also have Youth Dew edp and bath oil. I can’t wear them at home or in the car because my husband complains. But Beautiful…who would complain?
We were doing some end of year cleaning in the perfume room and I espied one of those miniature parfums (I have a few lying around). I suppose it just really reminds me of the eighties, in the best possible way. Family. Friends. School. Christmas and warmth. Really enjoying it today!
Saw the pictures and wasn’t sure where this was going. 😉
My guilty pleasure is sugary gourmands… I have even worn Pink Sugar. The horror!
Sorry, this is me at my silliest. I can imagine, the way I go with confessionals and over emotionality that a reader might even approach this with dread, but I was just amusing myself. In a good mood. Finally relaxed a bit, enjoying the holidays, and my perfume collection.
This IS quite a naff thing to wear though, for a man. But obviously, I couldn’t care less. I actually find it very soothing. It contains so much history ( I actually think that perfume really does do that, in fact: it ABSORBS the years in which it was released……and it’s not as though I am obsessed with the eighties, but then they were such a big part of my life so far and sometimes I just can’t help dipping back into them).
What’s your excuse?!!
I have no defence – my inner little girl just loves sweeties. 😉
But I also love some dry, austere things like Noir Épices, Chamade and Doblis. My tastes are all over the map.
Oh me too. Roll on the eclectica!
It is a beautiful fragrance so why not?
It actually kind of is.
But I was just being facetious for the hell of it. I do like Beautiful.
I will reiterate what others have said above…why not? (says the 93lb woman who would soak herself in Grey Flannel…..)
and happy holidays to you and the D!
I will give you some of my pounds then
Heh – that is the signature scent of my stepmother (70). It’s kind of nice but it does linger in a room. I’m smelling a bit butch for me right now – Parfumerie Moderne Cuir X. I like it a lot but I’d rather be wearing Lancôme Cuir.
I love the Lancome but don’t know the other one. Leather doesn’t really work on me but I would LOVE to smell it on people in my immediate vicinity…
Next thing you’ll be telling us you’re drenched in Fracas.
I love it, but no. Can’t possibly carry that one off (too much theatrical muskiness neath the tuberose), but my sister can. Tuberose is fine on me though; love it. Love love love it.
I knew it.
It’s a great scent! EL has more than a few gorgeous offerings in their range!
I agree. I genuinely do like it a lot, and sometimes do have cravings for its warmth and protective feelings of homeliness and safety, but I also think it evokes quite ambivalent feelings in me. On the one hand, I consider Beautiful the quintessential American fragrance. On a woman in freshly laundered clothes, nice smelling hair – classic pearly teethed US hygiene in other words – and then some sprays of Estee Lauder’s Beautiful, this perfume is multifaceted, complex, sweet, physically enwrapping, and has a certain level of flair.
At the same time, it embodies a kind of cosseted, suburban smugness, and is in some ways horrifyingly conservative (smelling precisely of the Reaganite times in which it emerged), and despite its beauty, is somehow dead. I think all the classic Lauders have this quality. That velveted, powdered, wholeness with not a hair out of place: a brilliant sillage, that envelopes the woman in an impenetrable fortress of ‘just so’ (think how Beautiful, or Youth Dew, or Aromatics Elixir linger in a room….there is quite a subtle, passive aggression lurking beneath these brilliantly technological perfumes – they are really designed to invade your space and make you NOTICE me).
Moving in to kiss someone with one of these perfumes is therefore very daunting: they are not like French perfumes, which are far more flirtatious and open-legged: it’s like trying to French kiss Margaret Thatcher. Or even Krystle Carrington. But you will be slapped around the face in any case – these are the perfumes of shoulder padded Boadiceas.
Love this.
All true, and interesting about how it is somehow dead at heart even though beautiful. You put your finger on it there.
I’m glad you know what I mean. Some perfumes do really have souls.
Why not? But your confession made me smile. Beautiful is such an evocative scent.
It really is.
If you are confessing, Neil, you should add this to your list of sins: you made me buy more Jolie Madame yesterday…
Vintage, I presume..
It has to be, and a bottle of the extrait too. I was just checking to see what was available, as one does, and saw a good deal, and the more I think about it, I see it was the only rational thing to do. I take it back: no contrition needed.