Bourbon. I love a good bourbon. The gorgeous amber hue, the hints of spices and wood and the whisper of toffee. The character of the colour changes depending on whether you are sipping Woodford Reserve on a porch swing or Knob Creek in a dimly lit bar whilst blues music fills the air. In the daylight, the bourbon catches the sunlight and turns to liquid fire, glowing with facets of burnt umber and honey gold. In a dimly lit bar it’s a smokey topaz with sparks of copper. Copper Skies is like that. (See? I got to the perfume part eventually!) In the heat of a the day, it is a slightly viscous amber absorbing the scents of Midwestern farm afternoon- fresh cut hay from the fields, tobacco and clove cigarette smoke from a much-deserved break and coffee to keep tired engines revving. And let’s not forget the worn, sunwarmed leather of a horse’s reins. ( Of course, I may be totally off-base on these scent images but they are what comes immediately to my cinema-and book- fueled imagination. So, profuse apologies to those who know what a Midwestern farm afternoon smells like!)
In the cool of the night, the amber dries out a bit, retreating and giving more of a central role to the tobacco, clove and coffee notes. By night, the tobacco is more the smoke that drifts across from the bar on a breeze, tangy-sweet. The clove makes me think of Teaberry gum and the coffee takes on a more toasted nut ‘flavour’, reminiscent of bourbon’s bouquet. And the leather? Well, the leather smells like the collar of the jacket belonging to the person you are sharing that bourbon (and more?) with.
I loved this on my skin and received several compliments during the days I tested it. It smelled even more divine (divine here meaning, phwoar) on my husband. It’s definitely unisex but in our cases, it skewed sweeter on me and drier on my husband. Bottoms up!
Do any perfumes match cocktails in your mind? Do tell!