For me, I coveted eyes. I’m as blond as the day is long, my hair is blond, my eyelashes are blond, I’m fair, so without eyeliner and mascara, I have no eyes. People often comment when they see me after I put on mascara that they had no idea I had eyelashes at all, much less such long ones. Ack.
Five hours of misery, and — I have eyes! I leapt into permanent eyeliner. Basically, they tattoo eyeliner on you. and it was miserable. I have the most sensitive eyes. They water easily, hate bright lights, swell up. I’m not a pretty cryer at all – swollen, red, just horrific looking. And I found out my eyes have lots of nerves and blood vessels, but sloughs off topical anesthetic like it were popcorn. My eyes only numb up for maybe a few minutes at a time, then they start hurting when the needles starts again. Normal people do not have this experience, it’s a lot easier for them. I’m nothing near normal.
But I don’t care. It was worth it plus. I don’t put on makeup, but I have eyes, you can see them, they have definition, I can skip mascara. It was worth it, and I’d do it again. Well, maybe. I need to go back for a touch-up, but I need a couple of weeks to get temporary amnesia.
And that takes us to Cartier II L’Heure Convoitee, the latest L’Heure entry. The coveted hour. Red – lipstick, love, heat, fire, passion. This scent also has a coolness to it – red icy heat. Lipstick, iris, carnation. I waffled on how much I liked this at first, but I wound up loving it in the end. It feels like the burlesque it was inspired by, and that’s why I’m enamoured of the work Mathilde Laurent has done with this whole series. It is art, it takes its inspiration seriously, creating what it is, not mucked around in by PR people who make it something else entirely that may sell better or be more widely loved, but will have lost its way.
I spend a lot of time thinking about perfume and art. Well, some people daydream, I think about how smell can be art, or can it? I’d like to think so, except I know how undefinable that can be. But the same way a beautiful painting can make my eyes well up with tears, so can a perfume that captures perfectly a moment, an idea. So I completely embrace what Cartier is doing with this series, and I’d love to see more of it. Plus I really like wearing convoitee, especially when I covet.
Do you like the L’Heure series? Or do you find it arty, but it doesn’t speak to you in a “I really wanna wear that!” kind of way? I’ll do 4 samples of the Convoitee to four lucky commenters that I pull by random draw next week.