It’s glum and rainy today, which is thankfully not the norm here in Austin. I learned during my Oregon years that the best antidote for crappy weather is a sunny fragrance. There are a few favorites in my arsenal: Estee Lauder Bronze Goddess (especially layered with Jil Sander Sun), Ormonde Jayne Champaca, various colognes, and, L’Artisan Parfumeur, Coeur de Vétiver Sacré.
I close my eyes, and am transported to a sunnier place: golden hay sways gently in a late summer breeze, I’m drinking tea on a patio with a panoramic view, indulging in a favorite snack: tea and dates.
Coeur de Vétiver Sacré marries some of my favorite things in one delightfully optimistic package: saffron, incense, dates, and vanilla, and, despite the sticky-fruit, remains sheer. It reminds me, a little, of Un Jardin Sur le Toit—perhaps in it’s grassy green sheerness? I’ve heard people comment that there isn’t much Vetiver in Vétiver Sacré, but I detect the note instantly—slightly raspy (like the smoke in my tea), and clean in the way of a sun-baked porch (not laundry clean). The fruits are balanced beautifully with the smokey/raspy elements of pink pepper and vetiver, and Coeur de Vétiver Sacré does what so many L’Artisan perfumes manage to do: subtly transport you to another place, while maintaining the fine balance between “perfume,” and “smell.” These smells— tea, smoke, dried fruits, the sunny vista (I swear I can smell the sun!), combine together to generate a softly sweet, though not overtly feminine, aura that surrounds the wearer.
An utterly underrated perfume.