Well, for those of you who have been hanging on with bated breath about my every report on the weather in Los Angeles and it’s environs, this weekend was finally gorgeous. We had rain (and a tornado!?!) earlier in the week and more rain later and are scheduled for more this coming week. I cannot really complain since it will, one hopes, make sure that we will not have catastrophic wildfires this summer, but backyards in hilly areas from El Cajon to Pacific Palisades are sliding down and old trees are flopping over like drunks, so soaked is the ground under their roots.
But like I wrote, it was pretty here, so I took advantage and went for meandering drives every day, doing errands and enjoying the sunshine and cool weather.
This did mean that I sort of ignored actually sitting down and giving serious attention (as serious as I ever give anything) to the samples I have to review. A batch of them were sent to me by Opus Oils, a Hollywood-based house that I really love, but had sort of fallen out of touch with, mostly due to the pandemic and the left-over contraction of my usual peripatetic life (I have not gone to Scent Bar in years. Crazy!)
One of the larger samples was one for their Tiger Powers’ scent Star Fu$%er (written here that way for the tender sensibilities of WordPress) which I not only reviewed 12 years ago (!!!!) but have purchased and used two bottles of.
The notes (from their site): Key Notes Include: Lime, Green Mandarin, Lemon Essence, Italian Bergamot, Wild Orange, Orange Flower Water Absolute, Lavender Seville, Jasmine, Sandalwood, Iso-E Super, Amber, Vetiver, Black Agar, & Oakmoss
At the time I wore it quite a lot, and my social life was quite a bit more social. I was involved in local politics and became acquainted with quite a few of the doyennes of the neighborhood. They were not the type who you would see on Real Housewives, but the type a real housewife would have to get on the good side of to get into the garden club or a variance for her two-story backyard Vuitton branded dog house. Smart, accomplished, and whip-funny. I was asked by one of them what the name of this was because she really loved it and she threw back her head and laughed when I told her. Later I was invited to a birthday party at Spago for her (the only male in the group; Wolfgang Puck cruised through the room and asked me with all good humor “and what did YOU do to rate this invite?” I was quick enough to respond “well it wasn’t clean living..”) and when kissing her hello she looked at me and said “oh, you’re wearing that aftershave I love with the naughty name..”
So after all this time was it still the same?
Looking at the list of accords is deceiving- yes all of those things are in there but the scent almost seems bottom-heavy: the bases of woods, agar and oakmoss seem to be there if not at the start then soon after adding a little bit of earthy sexiness that the refined and civilized citrus and lavender cover like the thin, brittle layer of sugar on a crème brulée. It wasn’t just laziness that made me focus on his over the last few days- it was like running across someone you hadn’t seen in a while and remembering exactly what it was that you were missing.
I promise to get back to work next week Honest.
My sample of Star Fu$%er was sent to me by the perfumer, although I had purchased bottles in the past (and still have some I am sure, somewhere in the closet I need to organise) You can see the entire collection and purchase samples here. Photos are from their website (via my old post), my iPhone and Pexels.