Seriously? Bread, apricot and immortelle? Did Serge wake up one morning and think – “What notes could I put together to make Patty deliriously happy?” Well, I already have deliriously happy because my big, stinky double-bloom daffodils are opening in my indoor pots. When I was in Paris in January, a flower shop had pots of them outside, and I walked by, stuck my nose in and tried to figure out how to get them home. Well, yeah, I couldn’t figure it out, but now I have my own that I can stick my nose in every day 17x a day. And I do that at least that many times.
Bread, pancake syrup and apricot jam are the three things most likely to make my toes curl. That we get servered our bread toasted and a little nutty – think L’Artisan Bois Farine – just gives some extra curl to my already seriously extended toes. While it’s all over the foody territory, this in drying down isn’t a sugary treat, there’s a milky quality to it, along with a bouncing resilience that isn’t normally in gourmands. By that, I mean it pushes back. Most gourmands, you sink into, giving yourself over to the comfort of them, the places that go ahhhhh. This one, you sink into, and it shoves you back hard. And it has some serious staying power. I wore it out to dinner the other night, and it was still hanging around the next morning. For breakfast. How fitting. You know, kinda like that guy you took home that seemed really sweet -almost too nice – and you get up the next morning with someone that’s much more rugged and male and jaggedy and not too nice in the least. That’s a great surprise because usually it works out the other way – super-stud turns into mealy milquetoast. My bias toward rough around the edges men is showing, I’m afraid.
Jeux de Peau is a much more editorial perfume than he’s been doing with some of the last few exports – excepting Boxeuses and a couple of others. It’s not as difficult to wear for me as, say, Arabie (oh, hush, all you Arabie swooners), but it won’t be wafting all over the ladies who lunch either. I don’t know that it will be widely loved by the perfumista crowd. I mean, maybe, but I think it will be a mixed bag of reviews, even though the early blog reviews seem to be good. Every now and then I can sense a scented swerve near the cliff on me that could turn this into a really bad International Pancake House incident. But luckily, it hangs onto the edge of that ruinous syrupy road and finds a much more mellow nutty, woody place to ride.
This is starting to remind me of my headstands, which, btw, I am continuing with, decided to do them every day for Lent. Along with hero’s pose, which I hate, detest, loathe. That’s the one where you sit on your heels. I used to do this all the time as a kid, but somewhere along the line I scarred the crap out of my ankles and they became quite inflexible, but Hero’s pose has shown me that the inflexible are flexible after all, you just have to apply time and pressure. The good news about doing this every day is my uber-heels now work for me, as I pranced out in my Bottega Venetta FM pumps last week. So bring the pain if this will also get me into my Laboutins and Guccis.
The list of notes from Luckyscent – Bread note, spices, licorice, apricot, immortelle, sandalwood, woody notes, amber.
We do have winners from last weeks’ draw of MDCI’s Helene. And I’ll do a draw for two samples of this new Serge, just drop a comment.
Okay, four MDCI winners are: Jemi, Kelly, jirish, and KathyT! Just click on Contact Us on the left, send me your address, remind me what you won, and I’ll get a little bit of this sent to you!