Okay, I am officially over the rain. I do feel a little churlish stating that since when it comes down to it, it’s been merely an inconvenience to me when others have had property and even lives threatened, but WAAAHHHH!! I can’t drive with the top down! WAAAHHHH!! I had to drain the pool four times to keep it from overtopping! WAA- wait, that’s kind of about it, so I really should just decant that whine and get over it. One of the things I can indulge in when it starts raining is to douse myself in something and just watch old movies. As long as the power is on I am okay and fingers crossed the power has stayed on. One of the great things about blogs like this one is that there are ever more things mentioned that I want to try- sometimes things that are a little out of my league if I actually want to pay the car insurance (I don’t, but best that I do) but others are almost shockingly affordable.
That is the case with the eponymous perfume in this review. I’ve heard about Femme for ages but never actually smelled it that I know of. Our own Musette practically forced me to order this with her review last week: “it’s like being wrapped in a cashmere throw in a slightly chilly house (oh, hey! that would be me, right now!!)” Could there be a review that would make me buy faster? No. Add in that checking the interwebs I saw that it was with combinations of coupons and various deals de moment, cheaper than dinner at Cheesecake Factory, so what the heck? Our “atmospheric river” dumped six inches over the weekend on the Hills of Beverly and promises another pounding tonight, so I am eating the frozen food out of my icebox- this isn’t even a splurge!
I’ve never smelled the original version of this and whatever version I got did not have all of the cumin that March had in hers (or the deskankotron killed it) but what is there is indeed like a cashmere throw. And a mug of hot mulled wine. Thing is, I don’t find this version of Femme particularly femme. At least in the traditional sense, his may be because in the last 30 years or so perfumers have so played with what notes are traditionally “masculine” or “feminine” and market them either way, or no way at all. So Femme’s Aldehydes, cumin and stewed fruits seem more like a precursor to a Lutens that anything that really says “feminine” to me. It does have structure and backbone to it- like Musette I would not call it “ladylike” but perhaps “reserved.” I would wear it to the office. Heck, I’d wear it to court. There’s a certain steadfastness to it that is both comforting and bracing- that cashmere throw is also Wonder Woman’s cape.
Femme in the bottle I purchased was shockingly cheap- around $25 after discounts. I do have on order a sample of the vintage perfume coming from Surrender to Chance so I will be writing about that in a later post. Have you tried either? What are your go-to “give me strength” scents? Leave a comment.
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