FROM THE OLD NOTEBOOKS

Mona Di Oiro Ambre : 

 

Cat in a Barn.

 

Musc:

Cool light. 4am.

Blue sky. Wake up: almond breath / love.

 

Chamarre:

Hypnotic charred piss.

Horrifying.

As alien as the Japanese would have found the smell of westerners.

 

 

Juliette Has A Gun Miss Charming:

Self effacing to the point of non-existence.

 

Etat Libre D’Orange Fat Electrician:

Generous fuzzy crack.

 

Parfumerie Generale Cedre Samarcande: 

Termites in maple syrup.

 

Profumi Di Firenze Tabacco;

tobacco + dogs + shaggy carpets + angel  (= vomit)

 

Creed Love in Black : 

Vivien Leigh. Black sable coat.

 

 

Tom Ford Velvet Gardenia: 

A thousand gowns from 1955, chinchillas

 

Cartier So Pretty:

Airline hostess.

troubling

 

Bois 1920 Sutra Ylang: 

Shampoo jungle

 

Amouage Epic Man :

Lips could touch this from the first application

(but what if someone asks you what you are wearing?)

 

Tauer Incense Rose:

Love hate unrelenting fierce

 

Angela Flanders Cachou :

Rosey-eyed cherub, nibbling on marzipan.

Tresor in later life:fattened up.

Kicked off her heels.

 

Micallef Night Oud:

Julee Cruise, floating into the night….gorgeous.

 

Parfums d’Empire 3 Fleurs: 

Enough to make your eyes pop out and sprout silk flowers.

 

Lalique Encre Noire Pour Elle: 

As if feminism never happened.

 

Yves Saint Laurent Belle D’Opium:

Why?