In the hands of Slatkin’s talented young perfumer Christophe Laudamiel, Absinthe is a blunt instrument: you smell the 1800’s Parisian bar, the fermented wormwood, the rich scarlet velvet curtains, and then you get the slam in the back of the throat as the poison goes down.
Then there’s the hint of ice cream, gunpowder, star fruit, hot cocoa and blood-orange peel crushed on wet rock.
It’s strangely mouthwatering, like a French pastry crossed with a Thai spice (caramel lemongrass?).
"In Dior Homme, its perfumer, Olivier Polge, has used a light, assured, masterly touch to turn out an iris that has the grace of a Japanese maple and the careful, muscular cool of a leopard.īéthouart has worked magic here, taking Versace’s genetics - its petulant Italian machismo - and adding technical virtuosity (the stuff diffuses perfectly on the skin) to create the scent you’d get if it were possible to combine sugar, steel and graphite. There re always more things rotting than blooming, so, kind of a relief I only have half of a sense of smell compared to before covid-19.Įver since I heard that the NYT had its own perfume critic, I've had a kind of love-hate relationship with Chandler: I always had a very sensitive nose and could smell fruit or milk that would turn in a day or two, I could tell who my son had given a ride to by the smell they left behind, couldn't be near mushrooms cooking as the smell, like roasting coffee made me ill (I like eating mushrooms and drinking coffee though). I miss my sense of smell somewhat, but in some ways it's a relief. Chanel Allure and Comptoir sud Pacifique's Vetyver Haiti are my two favourites and luckily I can still smell them. I love perfumes, but am very conservative about them, I hardly ever try a new one, I stick to the ones I love and that people love on me and ask me what I'm wearing. I bought a new scent back in mid-February, then I got coronavirus and although my sense of smell has come back, somewhat, I still can't smell in it what I liked so much back then.
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