Let’s do something completely different today — well, maybe not completely, but a little.
We’re out in Kansas, and I brought something for my sister Shirley and my friend Kelly to sniff. Today we get their impressions on a few things.
Santa Maria Novella Nostalgia – Shirley says she loves it about 30 minutes after it goes on, turns into sexy man — she loves it utterly, completely, passionately and without reservation. Kelly says something smells like chapstick or carnuba wax?!?!?! Kelly’s arm turns into dirty machinery, but she smells it on Shirley in the drydown and understands why she’s all drooly.
Serge Lutens Iris Silver Mist – Kelly says lettuce and dirt and roots. Shirley says dirt with worm shit at the open and it’s just weird. Okay, I need to fire these two, how can they dis my beloved ISM?!?
Le Labo Patchouli 24 – Shirley says, “smells like whiskey, like I could just drink it. Winter wood smoke, little spice, like you were burning a clove tree. Kelly’s nose is broke, she says betadine and creosote, but the drydown is much better.
Christian Dior Diorissimo parfum – Kelly says “Tinkerbell perfume she wore when she was 7, then it turns into Tinkerbell’s grinding up on her pole a little too much and then passed out.” Shirley says, “fresh, clean flower, pure, petal-packed, full of smell flower — no stem, no shit, no bee shit, just pure flower.” (can you tell I’ve been shoving a love of dirt perfumes under her nose for a while?)
Miller Harris Fleurs de Sel – Shirley says earthy, dirty, a flower that should smell pretty, but go in and smell it and it smells like plant instead. Kelly says B.O covered by sweaty flowers; i.e. sweaty French Whore, and then the hooker eventually disappears to leave a very nice floral. Why did I agree to let these two do this?
CB I Hate Perfume Tea Rose – Kelly says perfect, all about the tea, almost nothing about the rose, “makes her want to drop and writhe.” Shirley says this should be a rose with a glass of tea, but it’s all about the rose and nothing about the tea. I mediated and found only rose on Shirley and only tea on Kelly. I put it on and get both. Mom was all tea with just a skosh of rose, but she adores it (she hates perfume!). When it warmed up on them, they each got more of the other. All of us love it.
Shirley wound up with Nostalgia, Patchouli 24 and CB Tea Rose on one arm… she calls that arm the “Highway of Love.”
So, what three perfumes on one arm would make up YOUR Highway of Love?