It’s Sunday night and I got nuthin’. I’m not even going to lie. I’ve spent the past week enveloped in some long-outstanding tax stuff requiring insanely tedious amounts of detailed preparation and copying and trips to the post office. I’ve also spent the week enveloped in four particular scents – Serge Lutens Fleurs d’Oranger, Miel de Bois, Santal Blanc, Cedre. (And a shout-out to Nava for Friday’s post – I love Encens et Lavande! Go, Serge!)
The Big Cheese and I share an office at home, and I am quite confident at this point that he wishes I had almost any other obsession besides perfume — online gambling, perhaps, or internet porn. He’s told me he will be spending much of this coming week away from the office. I’m sure it’s a coincidence. The folks at the post office have looked at me funny once or twice — I’m sure I’m wafting pretty intensely for 10:30 a.m., and you know what? I just don’t care any more. Desperate times, desperate measures.
The nice thing about these four scents I’ve been wearing is that I can layer them – or, more precisely, I can wear them one right after the other and come up with delightful combinations. Miel de Bois layered with Serge Lutens Fleurs d’Oranger is lovely, although you need more Fleurs d’Oranger, as Miel de Bois will eat almost anything in its path. Miel de Bois layered with Santal Blanc would be lovely, and is lovely, for about ten minutes, until Miel de Bois kills it off. I’m still tinkering with the ratios. Cedre is a bit trickier in rotation, as its poisonous, viscous tuberose trends a bit in the direction of Poison if you put too much on, although eventually it smells more like woodsy honey. Cedre, Miel de Bois and Fleurs d’Oranger are each slightly strange, and all possess a potentially lethal sweetness (tuberose, honey, and orange blossom, respectively) that has driven me once or twice to the shower, so I can … start over. Usually with Santal Blanc. Sort of as a palate-cleanser. And then I go from there. I’m probably killing off brain cells doing this, but I’ve still got some to spare, and the reward is worth it.
So today I’m asking: is there a group of scents you find yourself juxtaposing? Not two or more entirely different, beloved scents that you find yourself wearing regularly (on different days) and don’t really expect to play well together. I’m talking about some combination of scents that seem to complement each other, even if you aren’t precisely layering them, so that at the end of a week all your clothes smell like a glorious combination of all of them? I’ll probably have to take everything I’ve been wearing to the dry cleaner in March, or just burn them; maybe the snow will have melted by then, and I’ll be ready to move on. I’ve worn my snowboots more in the last two months than in the five years I’ve owned them. For all I know, they smell of Serge Lutens Fleurs d’Oranger. It wouldn’t surprise me.