all most of you are sick of hearing about LA Scentsation but – wow! – there is still just so much to talk about! The goody bags alone could take weeks! One of the coolest experiences for me was in the gorgeous garden of that weird little apartment, stuffing the bags to the hilt with incredible swag. When we got to the Strange Invisible Perfumes box I thought I would faint – boxes of the most GORGEOUS perfume. I eased open a bottle of Moon Garden. I sniffed. And suddenly…the flowers sparkling in the daylight morphed into a misty, verdant garden bedecked with glowing white flowers. Jasmine smells different at 3am – it does (trust me. I’ve spent many a 3am waiting for a shuttle to LAX). Tuberose doesn’t even reveal itself fully until after the sun goes down – the most narcotic of the Big White Flowers come alive in the dusk and dark. Moon Garden captures that enchanted, surreal time between sleep and wakefulness, when it’s said the soul is least tethered to the body. This scent, heady as it is, is the one that is least tethered to the skin, evoking the same dancing quality as the flowers that comprise it. It comes, stamping, out of the bottle and…then it vanishes. And just when you think you somehow just imagined that you applied it , it twirls back in and wraps its addictive tendrils around your neck, giving you a gentle squeeze around the throat…..then dances away …leaving a wisp of beauty…and ..the dance continues. Moon Garden is almost impossible to get tired of, it keeps you guessing so.
Moon Garden also evokes, perfectly, the surreal, fairytale quality of one of my favorite films, Jean-Jacques Beineix’s 1981 cult classic Diva. It has that same claustrophobic outside/in feeling, with seemingly open warehouses and gardens enclosed by impenetrable walls and hedges, forcing you to look inward for the answers you seek, to questions you didn’t even know you had.
As I write this, it’s pouring with rain and the moon is nowhere to be found…. the sheets of water cascading off the porch roof onto the hedges below gives that same closed-in quality and the incessant rain has greened everything to an almost tropical feel. I have a jasmine and a tuberose in pots on the porch, awaiting sunnier days. But it’s 75F and the rain is warm enough to release some of their alien, green scent. The sky is that stormy greeny/yellowy/grey that pushes the atmosphere closer to the ground, giving it that same inside/out feeling….
There are a lot of photos in this post. Not because I don’t have a lot to say about Moon Garden…rather, it’s difficult to put the feeling into words. It’s one of the weirdest, most beautiful Big White Flowers I’ve ever smelled. I smell….heat…night…decay…life…lust…love.
Really simple notes, from the Strange Invisible Perfumes website :tuberose, pikake and resins. Sure smells like a whole lot more – but maybe, done right, that’s all you need.
I’d love to share this with a lucky somebody!! I know I am so far behind on having Carmine pull giveaway winners – but I PROMISE! I’ll get him to pull this one p.d.q. Leave a comment letting me know what evokes ‘closed-in’ for you – perfume, situation, whatever. Come the weekend I’ll come out of my walled garden long enough to get him to spin randomdotorg. I’ll post the winner for this AND the winner for the Laboratorio post that (blush) I lost!