Awhile back I was listening to Tavis Smiley interview lyricists Alan & Marilyn Bergman – it was a relaxed, charming conversation, with Tavis calling Ms Bergman “Sister Marilyn” and Alan got the ‘brother’ nod…and it was just a big ol’ Family Lovefest.
And then Barbra Streisand got on the interview. And…omgosh…you could hear Tavis kind of …hesitate…
and out came ‘Miss Streisand’.
and I was not surprised.
Barbra Streisand is a …oh, you already know how fabulous her voice is and I do enjoy her acting. But I’m thinking she is a total and complete diva who, by now, doesn’t even need to demand a certain approach – it just happens – and you know what? That’s just fine with me. We’re not going out for pancakes.
I love a lot of ‘Sister Marilyn’ perfumes – and that’s a delightful connection to have with a scent. They’re beautifully done, extremely lovely and wonderful to wear. I can ‘hang out’ with them. Then there are the “Miss Streisand” perfumes, those for whom a casual, chatty ‘hey, howyoudoin’ is simply not an acceptable approach, like saying to Lady Violet Grantham “hey, Vi! what’s shakin’? Wanna go grab some pancakes?”.
Chanel No 5 EdT, even more than the parfum, is a Miss (or Lady, if Lady Violet is wearing it). It has that chilly, metallic edge to its impeccable mien that resists over-familiarity. So it’s at the tippy-top of my Miss Streisand list. But that’s like shooting fish in a barrel. Everybody knows. I decided to exercise my teeny mind a little and come up with a couple of contemporary versions. The criteria are the same for them as for Miss No 5. It has to be a perfume that is gorgeous but resists any sort of casual familiarity. I thought it would be a piece of cake – but it turned out harder than I thought. Predictably the first ones that came to mind for me were aldehydes. Guerlain Liu, with that austere little pinch of rosemary. Piguet Futur is Mean Green – in a very good way. Green can be fresh and dewy, fresh and vibrant…sometimes it can even be a bit stagnant (for another post, I’m sure). Vega is fresh – but….it’s a different kind of fresh, more laser -as if you just called Lauren Bacall ‘Betty’ – but she don’t know you.
But even these are predictable. I wanted to pull up my socks and go a bit further afield. Harder than I thought. Even though they may be complicated they are congenial, willing to get along with flannel and jeans as easily as silk. A couple, though, are flat-out unwilling to quit the elegant sphere into which they were born. Frederic Malle’s Fleur de Cassie is gorgeous. But she will hurt your feelings HORD if you try to wear her with fleece. Ask me how I know this. Xerjoff Irisss. LOL! Lemmetellya. I first experienced Irisss with Miss Patty – we were at dinner, then to Hermes and Miss Irisss was a charming companion. So…well, how was I to know that the next time, when I said ‘hey!’in the form of some fleece pants and a thermal shirt, she would throw her cocktail in my face!
Do you guys have Miss perfumes? I would love to know if any of you have a Big White Flower ‘Miss’. I thought about Fracas but I’ve been wearing it for 30yrs, at this point I wear it to paint the closets!