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Scent Diary, Jan. 6-12, 2020

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Photo by freestocks.org from Pexels.  THIS is what winter should be like…

Monday, Jan. 6, 2020: Well, this weather is more like it for January: mid-40s and breezy. SOTD was Laurence Dumont Vanille de la Reunion, which is deliciously gourmand and really nice. Too bad it’s just a decant. On the other hand, it’s discontinued so there’s no point looking for more, and I’m not a huge vanilla-scent freak anyway.

Tuesday, Jan. 7: Frustrating day for the side project. Probably didn’t help that I forgot entirely to wear scent. The weekly challenge in the Facebook perfumista group I’m a member of (there are probably hundreds of them, but these are nice people) was to wear samples and decants. I’m falling down on the job here.

I did, however, enjoy watching another couple of episodes of The Last Kingdom with The CEO and Taz. (I am so going to miss Taz when he’s gone back to school. Sigh.)

Wednesday, Jan. 8: Quite properly chilly today! Yay! I’ve been playing in my sample vials, investigating. (Gone are the days when I would test things four at a time, because I just don’t have the mental space for it.) Today I wore DSH Perfumes Marzipan, which is really wonderful for half an hour, exactly the delicious almond-extract smell that I wanted, and then gets very flabby and Play-Doh-ish. I wound up disappointed overall, but the opening was fab.

Thursday, Jan. 9: More Laurence Dumont Vanille de la Reunion. Yum. (Incidentally, I found a 100ml bottle on German eBay for, like, $50, but I don’t like it THAT much.) I don’t know what’s up with me and gourmands this week, but I keep picking those types of samples/decants. Huh.

First community chorus rehearsal of the new year.

Friday, Jan. 10: SOTD was Chanel Bois des Iles EDP from a small decant, nice restrained gingerbready goodness that somehow isn’t gourmand at ALL. Also, you know? I have no idea why people are whining about Chanel changing their boutique fragrances, the Les Exclusifs, from EDT to EDP. I haven’t tried all of them, but the ones I’ve tried I’ve generally enjoyed in both iterations. I think the one people were most complaining about was 31 Rue Cambon — but I really liked the EDT, and I really like the new EDP, and maybe I’m insensitive to the changes but I thought they were both nice. Shrug.

Saturday, Jan. 11: It’s too warm. I was so hot after cooking dinner that I had to stand outside to cool off. In Jaaaanuaryyyy. (This is deeply wrong. I remember birthdays when there were two feet of snow on the ground.) At night, it started pouring down rain very heavily, and then we got lightning. Eep.

SOTD was a light spritz of Maison Francis Kurkdjian Lumiere Noire pour femme, which is such a pretty rose chypre with narcissus. The kids gave me a pretty pair of earrings and The CEO chose a necklace that sort of goes with them, as well as a hand-painted porcelain bowl to put them in. We ate seafood pasta and Bookworm baked a delicious chocolate torte, which we had with dark cherries and whipped cream.

Sunday, Jan. 12: Another warm day. This is awful. SOTD was, um, nothing, because we were rushing to get out the door for church earlier than usual (Bookworm and I were scheduled to work in kids’ ministry). And then, after eating all the leftover Italian sausage, Taz had to go back to college for spring semester. I miss him already.

I’m going to continue working on that side writing project because I’m still mostly enjoying it, although half the time I don’t know what I’m doing.

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Scent Diary, 12/30/19 – 1/5/20

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Monday, Dec. 30, 2019: It’s warm — too warm. I hate it when it’s 60+ degrees Fahrenheit in December, because a) that means we’ll have a frigid January, and b) it’s just wrong, that’s why. However, I’m enjoying having the boys home for college for the next few weeks. SOTD is beloved Teo Cabanel Alahine, my favorite Christmas-season fragrance. It grieves me to see the level dropping in my ca.-2010 bottle, knowing that Teo Cabanel has utterly ruined the formula by adding some nose-blasting aromachemical and that there will never be more Alahine as it should smell.

Tuesday, Dec. 31, 2019: I’m looking forward to the new year, but for the first time in several years I’m not nearly so disgusted with the year we just finished. 2019, and particularly the last quarter of it, was a relief to me in several ways. It wasn’t perfect by any means, and I see challenges ahead, but that’s okay.

The CEO and Taz and I have been watching “The Last Kingdom” on Netflix, and enjoying this historical-fiction tale of the Danish conquest of Saxon England, based on Bernard Cornwell’s novels. (It doesn’t hurt that Alexander Dreymon is pretty easy on the eyes.) I’m smelling root-beer-happy in Parfums de Nicolai Vanille Tonka, even though my favorite part of it, the cheery lime in the topnotes, is subdued these days.

Wednesday, Jan. 1, 2020: (Huh. “2020” seems for some reason easier to write than “2019,” both writing it by hand and typing it. Interesting.) I began the day by showering with the very last drops of my Lush Rose Jam shower gel, and layered By Kilian Rose Oud on top of it. (Goes great with a vibrant pink sweater, by the way.) It’s quite properly cold and sunny today, and I’m spending it doing some necessary maintenance on my blog here and my author website.

Thursday, Jan. 2: How are we going to have a proper winter if it never gets cold? How do Californians manage?? (I asked my brother how he managed January in Florida, where he lives now, and he just laughed at me. So I’m clueless here.

SOTD was Mariella Burani, comfortable as an old pair of jeans. I watched another episode of The Last Kingdom with The CEO and Taz, and worked on a side project I’ve got going.

Friday, Jan. 3: Another warmish rainy day. Dang, if we had normal temperatures, we’d have had snow. SOTD was Prince Matchabelli Potpourri, which is honestly one of the nicest carnation fragrances I’ve ever smelled. I paid $5 for this 30ml bottle (obscure and long discontinued, of course) on eBay several years ago, and I’ve never been sorry. The longevity isn’t great, but it’s labeled cologne, it’s in a dab bottle . . . and it’s something like 50-55 years old at this point, by my best guess. So I really have no complaints about it.

Saturday, Jan. 4: The Christmas decor came down today. We bought an artificial tree this year, having borrowed my parents’ artificial one last year. It’s a big change from 25+ years of cut trees, but meh, it’s not bad. SOTD was nothing; it’s a “reset my nose” sort of day. I decided to put up my strings of crocheted snowflakes instead, to keep the house from looking so bare; since I long for snow, this is sort of a physical wish.

Sunday, Jan. 5: We’re back to a normal church schedule, after a month of holding services in the evening at someone else’s church (meant to give our setup/teardown volunteers an annual break). I’m glad to be back at the YMCA in Pulaski. SOTD was Serge Lutens La Myrrhe.

My sweet MIL fell at her house today, and The CEO spent most of the morning and early afternoon at the hospital with her. As it turns out, she hasn’t broken anything; she was just shaken up. Her house has a lot of stairs, and we are probably going to need to do some renovations so that she can stay there comfortably.

 

 

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Mini-Review Roundup, End of January 2019

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(Wow, it’s been a while since I saw this image… and I still have no idea where it came from. Yee-HAAAA!)

Here are some mini perfume reviews for you today; generally speaking, these were not winners for me. I could have titled this post “What Was I Thinking?” and you would wonder along with me why I bothered to mess with orientals when I have such a poor track record with them.

I dunno. It’s winter? It’s really cold? There are some orientals I do like? I felt like being inclusive and equal-opportunity? I was wearing my Bad Idea Jeans?

Or . . . it’s winter? Srsly, I got nothin’. I guess I feel like whining about these.

Guerlain Le Parfum du 68: (How did I even get this? Was this a freebie someone sent to me? I can’t possibly have thought this would suit my tastes.) Fragrantica calls it a “woody spicy,” not an oriental, but on me? oriental. Very powdery, not woody-spicy — there is a ton of tonka bean in this. Official notes: spicy notes, immortelle, tonka bean, benzoin, incense and leather. But it’s really like a no-citrus, powder-bomb version of Shalimar: boring.

Annick Goutal Ambre Fetiche — I’m not much of an amber fan, as you might know. Honestly, I can’t remember why I got this sample, unless it’s because I picked it up for cheap when The Posh Peasant was going out of business as a decant service.

The official notes are “amber, frankincense, labdanum, styrax, benzoin, iris absolute, vanilla, and Russian leather,” but what this thing smells like to me at first sniff is root beer. Eventually a nice bit of what smells like church incense (heavy on the benzoin, yum) pulls up, and I think some woods, but it’s unable to overcome the initial impression of root beer. Good thing I like root beer. This one lasts forevvvver, which is unusual on my skin and probably due to its focus on basenotes. I like it, but it’s a one-trick pony.

Annick Goutal Myrrhe Ardente — I tend to like myrrh wherever I run across it. (Why? Dunno.) It’s not as universally beloved as frankincense, and it often smells medicinal, but [shrug] there it is. Official notes: myrrh, benzoin, vanilla, tonka, gaiac wood, and honeyed beeswax.

I read at least a couple of reviews of this scent that called it “all root beer, all the time,” but I don’t get root beer out of this one. (Unless, of course, somebody mixed up my samples. Possible.) There’s something very sharp and not-quite-unpleasant but not-entirely-pleasant about it. Herbs? It reminds me just a tad of the wackadoodle opening of Serge Lutens’ almost universally reviled Serge Noire, except that I liked Serge Noire, and I don’t like this.

Actually, I begin to believe that maybe someone did mix up these samples. There is a crap-ton of labdanum in the sample labeled Myrrhe Ardente, and no noticeable labdanum (which often smells like a mildewed rubber tent to me) in the sample labeled Ambre Fetiche. But . . . I dunno. Meh. It occurs to me now that there was literally no point in my testing oriental fragrances, even if they did come from Annick Goutal.

Incidentally, Goutal has revamped their line and changed all their packaging within the last few years, and I miss the old stuff. The new bottles seem less charming and more commercial. But the lovely Songes and Heure Exquise are still on the website, and I’m relieved.

Annick Goutal Encens FlamboyantePSYCHE!!! I never actually managed to get a sample of this well-regarded (Tania Sanchez gave it a 4-star review in Perfumes: The Guide) third member of the Les Orientalistes collection, and now the collection is defunct if I remember correctly. Oh well. Supposedly smoky, piney and frankincensey, which is kinda not my thang anyway. Just thought I’d mention it since I was testing the other two.

SIGH. I think I will go put on some vintage Coty Emeraude and call it a day.

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Winter Cravings

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So lately I’m craving chypres. Anybody wanna ‘splain that to me? ‘Cause I don’t get it. I’m the Floral Gal. And it’s winterrrr, for heaven’s sake.

Okay, so they are all chypres with a noticeable floral aspect. I mean, we ain’t talkin’ green meanies like Bandit here.  We’re talking mostly samples and decants and small bottles, because I don’t own large bottles of these, because other than L’Arte di Gucci*, I’ve never committed to any amount of a chypre that exceeds, say, 11ml. (Well, since my mom bought me that 1-oz. bottle of Prince Matchabelli Cachet back in high school, and even then, as I say, I didn’t buy it. It was definitely not my favorite. I suspect that Mom was trying to combat my devotion to honkin’ BWFs even then.)

What I’m wearing: samples of Roja Dove Diaghilev and Pierre de Velay Extrait No. 11 (which is, in a way, another Roja Dove creation, and those two have similar DNA), as well as Carthusia Lady. Also a decant of Leonard de Leonard (which puts me in mind of Cachet, although I have not smelled it in any iteration since about 1992). There are people who would call the Leonard a green floral, but they would be wrong; that is definitely a mossy-ambery drydown. I am wanting Soivohle Centennial every day still, but since I only have an 11ml bottle I can’t wear it every day as I would like.  My sweetie Mary Greenwell Plum is not chypre enough; it’s too summery and bright for these cold days.  I have not yet busted out the vintage (60s?) Coty Chypre or my teeny-tiny 2ml bottle of Mitsouko parfum from 1990, but perhaps I will tomorrow. Or next week.

What’s puzzling me is that yeah, I do go through these cycles of wanting certain types of fragrances. Last spring, it was all floral leathers. At times in the past, it’s been white florals.

Also puzzling me is that it’s winter. Why not ambers or spicy things or vanillas or traditionally warm things?

Chypres? Me? Now?

Why? It no make sense.

How about you, do you go through cycles like that?

*L’Arte is a ROSE chypre. In general, I love those. In these other things I’m wanting lately, the florals are very well blended and the focus is more on the chypre than the floral part.

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