The Place: The Perfume House, Portland Oregon
After spending more than an hour dabbing, spritzing, and scribbling my way through a series of heavy-hitting classics, I finally exclaimed, “Show me something green!” The staff at PH have an endless supply of both patience and knowledge. Tracy, the beautiful and sophisticated daughter-in-law of the famed proprietor, has helped me each time I’ve visited, and she seems to know how to put the right thing in my hand at the right time. After the heady florals and orientals (and floral orientals), smelling Via Camerelle was like hitting reset on my nose.
Yesterday I responded to Olfactoria’s question, “What are your fragrant regrets?” by answering that, while I don’t actually regret buying Via Camerelle, my $75 might have been better spent elsewhere.
Maybe. Maybe not…
In the Green category, I’ve got decants of Chanel Bel Respiro, and No. 19. Where the Chanel’s present a bitter, vivid, verdant green, Via Camerelle is a tender, almost sparkly, pale green. It brings to mind coastal towns, but there aren’t any watery or ozonic notes—I think that it’s merely complimentary to the idea of a seaside retreat. There’s a zesty lemon-grapefruit edge on it that I enjoy, although I do wish that it lasted longer.
I left the house this morning with no fewer than five spritzes, and on my lunch break four hours later, I sprayed on at least five more. The sillage is minimal, and it fades away to a pale musk after an hour or so.
At the moment, I’m dancing around the purchase of three exquisite, expensive fragrances. Hunker down and re-calibrate; that’s where I’m at. And I turn to Via Camerelle to get me there; nothing to regret about that.