by Tom
Real life impacts sniffing this week since it’s the end of working on a city election and trips to Highland Park to spend time with BFF, who’s cleaning out her house to rent it. She’s moved back to NYC and is graduating from renting the place to friends to actual tenants. My friend of 30 (!) years is once again going to be on a different coast. I’m not boo-hooing, since she’s looking so fabulous that NYC is clearly agreeing with her, and it’s not like she’s selling the place. That happens, then I boo-hoo.
I did want to try Jeux de Peau, since I know Aedes has it. Barney’s does not, and the SA insisted that it isn’t out yet. This elicited a withering look from me and a note that it was out in NY. On my way to the Pasadena Freeway I stopped at ScentBar, hoping. I was told they have it in the office on La Brea and on the site. The girl who works Sundays is so lovely, young and really sweet and kind that pointing out that information was akin to telling a hungry puma that, gosh, the meat counter was locked and the manager took the key home to Pomona would have been at best unseemly..
So I tried a Puredistance on the dash. It was in the opaque cigar shaped thing so I’m sure it was “M”.
I don’t want to like these. $198 for 17.5 ML is a phrase that should be reserved for something that will either paralyze my facial features or my brain cells when snorted. (Not that I would do the latter. It’s not the 80′s) I spritzed both wrists and touched them to my neck, thinking that it was really nice but given time I could replicate it with Ambre Sultan, Cuir Mauresque and perhaps a shot of Kolnisch Juchten.
Immediately upon arrival at Casa BFF she said “You smell FABULOUS! What is it?” and at least four times more she commented on my delicious scent as we moved boxes into the garage for storage. Ducking out to the final candidate coffee before Tuesdays election I also had the lady at the Beverly Hills Market comment and a couple people at the coffee mention how great I smelled.
Smelling myself I have to agree. Luckyscent mentions Bergamot, lemon, rose, jasmin, cinnamon, patchouli, moss, cistus, vetiver, vanilla, leather, musk. I smell amber enough to think more masculine version of Ambre Sultan, deep, rich and absolutely lovely. Smelling the two side-by-side I can honestly write that I see where the extra money goes. There’s Lexus, then there’s an Aston Martin. ”M” is Aston Martin.
Is it worth the price? That’s your call. Is an Aston Martin? If I could afford one I’d be expressing my inner ‘Tippi’ Hedren in a grey Vantage Roadster. My budget is more along the lines of a monthly bus pass, so I’ll beg off on this one. But like that Vantage Roadster, I’m glad that “M” is out there.
$198 for 17.5 ML at Luckyscent, from which I stole a hefty spritz, and will again.
photo: Aston-Martin Vantage – some rights reserved




Patty


