Do you ever wonder if there exist within our community “recovering” perfumistas?
Imagine a dusty perfume cabinet, with twenty or thirty (or more) flacons, multitude decants, and boxes of samples, all introduced with the phrase, “I used to be a perfumista.”
This haunting tableau assaulted me as I lay in bed awaiting sleep last night. I know we all go through phases where our noses develop, tastes change or evolve, and the buying slows down (full bottles at least); but this hearkens sophistication, doesn’t it?
The thing is, you never hear from anyone in “recovery”. Robin, the matriarch at Now Smell This, may buy very few bottles these days (visit her damage poll to see what I mean), but she’s still smelling.
On to happier and less frighteningly random thoughts.
Sometimes when I get up in the morning, it seems like I spend hours deliberating which scent to wear for the day. Other days, I wake up knowing. This morning was one of those days: Today was a Tabac Aurea day. Since my sample set from Sonoma Scent Studio arrived a little more than a month ago, I’ve genuinely enjoyed each fragrance. However, two clear favorites emerged: Champagne de Bois, and Tabac Aurea.
Hauling hay under bright, late-summer sun, he’s got a pouch of sweet vanilla tobacco folded in a flannel shirt pocket— for later, when the job is done. He’s a Stetson man, and the last lingering kiss of the cologne mingles with clean sweat, dirt, and the work-warmed leather of his gloves. Handsome and strong, but with a soft side accessible to the ladies.
Tabac Aurea, that is.
Fragrance Notes, provided by SSS: Cedar, sandalwood, tobacco, leather, vetiver, patchouli, clove, labdanum absolute, tonka bean, amber, vanilla, musk.