Chanel Coco Noir didn’t have to be a great perfume. It didn’t even have to be a particularly good perfume. This could have been a totally average perfume, and I still would have bought it for that gorgeous black-and-gold bottle. But… Continue Reading
The other day I was reading through Bois de Jasmin incredible six-part Perfume Wardrobe Guide, in which she offers guidelines on “creat[ing] a perfume wardrobe full of diverse scents suitable to different moods and situations”. I chuckled knowingly to myself… Continue Reading
All right, everybody out. You too, Patty. What, you haven’t heard? Look, I’m really sorry about this, but you’re just not qualified to talk about perfume. I mean, we’ve got to have some standards, right? I’ve been hearing this impassioned… Continue Reading
This post is about the seemingly selfless tradition of buying a young girl her first perfume, but I must admit that my motivations for writing it were purely selfish: I don’t want to smell Pink Sugar anymore. I have been… Continue Reading
Kilian, Kilian, Kilian. I try so hard to love you. I should love you. After all, I adore your fine-ass founder, Kilian Hennessy, and his insistence that “perfume is an art”. Yet you push me away with your perilous prices… Continue Reading
Oh hey, Perfume Posse! My name is Arielle Weinberg, and I run the perfume blog Scents of Self. The other day, in a fit of Sour Skittles-induced mania, I decided that I was going to become a fashion blogger instead. (My… Continue Reading