I think I am one of the six people who actually liked the first L’Eau. I figured it was his “Oh, yeah” (Eau yeah?) to all those who complained that he was forever navel-gazing, forever giving us yet another variation on the woody-plummy-musky that we’d seen so many times before from him. It’s a light and fresh scent, to be sure. It is in my mind the Apollonian ideal of what a light, fresh scent should be. The sixteen-cylinder Cadillac, the Chrysler Building, the (insert whatever ultimate thingy you like) of light and fresh.
Not that I bought a bottle..
Well, the sequel Serge Lutens L’Eau Froide has arrived at my local Barneys. I spritzed. Others have gotten ginger and lemon. I got mint. Mint like gum. Like Dentyne Ice. I also got a literal chill from it. Having trotted to Barneys courtesy Shanks Mare in what turned out to be a rather ill-advised cashmere sweater, it was a delightful surprise. After the chilly opening the scent warms considerably with the addition of incense, but never loses its rather hard metallic sheen. I have to write that I kind of liked Serge Lutens L’Eau Froide. It’s different enough from L’Eau that I can see it having a place at the table. It also does that classic Lutens thing of changing from one to another, from cold to warm. Well in this case from cold to warmer. But still cold. I can imagine on a really hot day it would be as pleasurable as putting a really cold can of soda at the base of your neck.
But I’m still not buying a bottle of Serge Lutens L’Eau Froide.
Because if I want to smell like a fresh shirt I’ll put on a fresh shirt.
I assume it’s $150, at the usual suspects..
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