Since I’ve been loving the Unum Lavs, I thought I’d try out a couple of the others.
Unum Ennui Noir – my eldest, Diva, will tell you one of her favorite mom stories, from when she was 15 or so. She went through a period of not wanting to go to school, although she mostly did, so when she just couldn’t face it, I wrote her an excuse note. I was convinced nobody read them, so over time the excuses themselves became increasingly nonsensical. One time I wrote: “Diva was unable to come to school yesterday, she had a bad case of ennui.” (I just double checked with her and she added that frequently they were written in crayon, often on the back of some bag or receipt or scrap of paper, which made them even more wretched, although at some point the kids realized these notes would be accepted as genuine, because no sane teenage forger would produce that mess.)
Typing that out was well worth it, because it’s carried me through the first several minutes of Ennui Noir; let’s sniff again. Hmmm. That’s….. unpleasant, although less so than first go-round. It’s an aromatic-woody scent (love the bottle) that starts off heavy on the lavender and winds up in vanilla-spice-candle territory. I know it’s a trick of the nose but until the entire lavender-sachet portion of this thing goes away, it smells like mildew to me. Messe de Minuit’s unfortunate younger brother Henri (pronounced “Ennui”), suffering from a possibly terminal case of mildew. Eventually it dries down into a powdery oriental I find only mildly objectionable. Lavender + heliotrope = jarringly unhappy combination to me.
Unum Symphonie Passion – okay, so, these two have clearly not been designed for me. It’s another woody/aromatic number, vaguely aquatic at the top, sour hemp-y vetiver in the middle, cedar/musk, hint of bitter resentment on my part that undoubtedly these things will be on my skin for days. I’m tempted to bust out my Bill the Cat illustration, but maybe at this point people have forgotten what a bitch I was on here back in the day. Heh.
Tell you what – leave a comment and I’ll mail these two samples to somebody, and I’ll throw in a bunch of those Jo Malone summer teas (which are perfectly nice, if not particularly memorable) to sweeten the pot.