THE INTIMATE/ EXPLICIT : : : JASMINE, AMBER TAPESTRY (2016) + VELVET TUBEROSE (2017)

 

 

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Mandy Aftel has an intuitive knack for the inner. These are not perfumes for show, for vapid concept nor clawing for attention but intimate, interior,: : often sensually perturbing  creations that go within you, touch the nexus. Amber Tapestry is such a scent: a cinnamon-gifted, very Aftelian citric floral beginning that cedes quickly into an incredibly dirty, yet uncorruptededly animalic accord of castoreum, ambergris, labdanum, coumarin and benzoin: all the classic ambery, musky business we associate with this kind of perfume – without the caramelised Frenchness – at just the right balance for a private show: I cannot ever imagine wearing this scent out in public (and, for that reason, I like how contrarian this perfume feels in the current climate: you definitely could); but once that end accord settles down on my wrist – a dirty amber musk which reminds me somewhat of a natural version of the end notes of my beloved Parfum D’Hermes – I just can’t stop sniffing. One of those ‘it’s not right, but it’s okay‘ types of dirtinesses not for public consumption. But magnetic. Potent, and uninhibiting (in short, this perfume turns me on).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Velvet Tuberose and ‘Jasmine Single’ are both expensive solid perfumes that you can dab and smear, rub, at your leisure, on the skin without the fear of a chemical, liquid sillage, housed in pleasing metal square containers that I can imagine concealing in a pocket like a childhood secret friend.I have experienced what tuberose absolute smells like, in essential oil form; green, strange, and you smell it up front in Velvet Tuberose: white-petalled, quixotic; that is, before the earthier, less obviously white flower components take over; an essence of sandalwood from India fused with the smell of baked earth (mitti attar) that leads the perfume into quasi-vintage Caron Narcisse Noir territory – on my skin, at least. This is sultry stuff, unquestionably carnal, mature, but I think I am by nature more instinctively drawn to the basenoteless other perfume solid floral solifore in this collection, Jasmine, which strikes me as rather incredible and which I would like to own a full perfume of. To wear by itself, or jazz up my other jasmine centred perfumes. A clean wrist on a summer’s day: an almost hallucinogenic conjuring of the flowers at will. Yes, Aftel chooses, perhaps oddly, it might seem at first, to mitigate the sheer beauty of the jasmine essence she has sourced here with a strong dose of blood orange and ruby grapefruit in the initial impressions, making you feel at first glance that this is more of a ‘pleasant sunny rendition’ of the jasmine yellow citrus variety, rather than a paen to the queen of flowers, and wonder, perhaps, why she could not just let that jasmine grab you by the, seat of your pants from the very first moment you try the perfume on, but this ‘masking’ is also for me like a fun-filled overture of sorts: an anticipatory drawing back of the curtains. Once the glorious, fully natural jasmine fully reveals itself on the skin, and it does, from even a small smudge of the solid perfume on the back of the hand within ten minutes or so, it is possibly the most true-to-life rendition of jasmine flowers on the bough I have ever encountered, as if someone had wrenched down a branch of jasmine in full flowering with the leaves from the garden outside and put them down on the table in front of you (Olivia, if you are reading this – mum said that you had been looking to find the ultimate true to life jasmine: I feel this might be it…).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is very idiosyncratic natural perfumery. It is nothing like commercial ‘fragrance’, not like niche, nor even like other perfumes that are linked to the classic aromatherapy. I have always felt that with Aftelier. The perfumes have their own particular energy that will strike some people as being odd: Memento Mori, for instance, doesn’t really square with my (possibly conservative?) olfactory tastes: I can’t take anything too off-kilter or ‘challenging’ when it comes to perfumes –  I like an easier seduction, ultimately, and yet there is always a very obvious integrity here, a love of the essences combined with an at times very saucy sensibility (some of her perfumes are filthy!) that is provocative, but which feels that it is being done not for the sake of mere provocation but for the prospect of genuinely sensuous enjoyment and pleasure. With these three especially (I also really loved Fir, her exceptionally intriguing coniferous solid, but might save that one for another time, maybe winter, which I don’t even want to think about right now), I feel she is pushing something, pressing buttons you like being pressed, but didn’t necessarily even know that you wanted to. A skinship of the id ;  an intimacy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photo: the Aftel Archive of Curious Scents in California, which I would definitely like to visit one day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3 Comments

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3 responses to “THE INTIMATE/ EXPLICIT : : : JASMINE, AMBER TAPESTRY (2016) + VELVET TUBEROSE (2017)

  1. gunmetal24

    Thanks for the exposure!

    How does the typical perfume differ from classic aromateraphy? I’ve seen some perfume reviews mention this but I honestly don’t know the difference.

  2. MrsDalloway

    Great review. Cuir Gardenia was my favourite of the Afteliers I’ve tried and felt quite rakish. A sort of 1940s California elegance/ decadence, for a Raymond Chandler antiheroine.

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