|Just getting started.|
This doesn’t happen to me every day. One evening in early March, as we settled into the living room for an after-dinner drink, one of my guests asked if I would bring down some perfumes for everyone to smell. She wanted to try (her words) some strange ones. I quickly assembled a basket of goodies, featuring a few classic heavy-hitters (Bal à Versailles, Envy, Opium…), some newer blends (Chergui, Cozé, Field Notes from Paris, George Sand, Iris ganache, Winter Star…), and a few palate cleansers (Salt Air, Truth…). Digestifs were downed, test-strips were sprayed and dunked, perfumes decanted, vials labeled. Everyone went home with a favorite. Below is the morning clean-up photo. Remains of an impromptu perfume party.
|The morning after.|