A very wonderful friend and fellow perfume enabler swapped a great package with me recently, full of samples of the Carons and some other things I’ve been dying to try. So I’ve been dabbing up a storm showering, rinse, repeat. This is my favorite thing.
I can tell you one sniff of Poivre – the more potent urn extrait of my beloved Coup de Fouet! – almost laid me flat. The same, but not the same, deeper, richer, and I love them both, even though they are “the same.” Yeah, I know you other perfumey peeps will feel me on that. My nickname at work is P-Diddy or paw-dawg or p-dawg. I don’t know why exactly, I’m a middle aged woman, but it really does cause me to borrow my kids’ language. Watching re-runs of “Making the Band I, II, III” may not be helping either.
So I’ve got Caron Naimez Que Moi on today, and THIS is what Aimez Moi was supposed to smell like. More on that later. Carons need at least an hour to settle down, except Poivre and CdF, which seem to go on as the best smelling things in the world right out of the bottle.
Also showing up today were my Shiseido imports of Saso, Murasaki, Tentatrice and Myth of Saso (not sure how this is different from Saso) and one Kanebo Twany Nihohi Sakura (I think it’s the Cherry Blossom one?).
First off, Shiseido’s Saso packaging is just beautiful (see March’s post on Sweet Olive to Saso for the picture and how I came to buy these). I’m not sure yet if Saso got the Russian Olive blossom smell exactly right, my olfactory memory isn’t that good, but I’ll know at the end of May. Regardless, these are some very pretty perfumes that I’m glad I have. I suspect most of these are “drugstore perfumes” in Japan. Oh that I wish our drugstores were full of these.