1. Your face in coils and coils of warm dark hair when silk becomes grease and jasmine oil cloaks balls of sebum.
2. There's a Swedish movie, Night Games, a son hides up his mother's (Ingrid Thulin) crinoline and steals her filmy underthings - later he is seen in bed sucking away at them, impassioned and frustrated - this smells like ugly desire, and hating yourself for wanting something so badly -
THIS IS ALL ANIMAL ON ME, noticing pores sweat hair on someone you admire -
Occasionally there are wisps of lily of the valley and jasmine but then the lovely woman laughs and hikes up her skirt . . . (an acrid, thick, curd-like odour)
Sometimes it's appalling.
Other times lulling and heartbreaking, like being struck by the softness of the nape of the neck.
Visual equivalent - the Helga paintings
Book equivalent - Madame Edwarda
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Czech & Speake - Oxford and Cambridge
Possibly the most boring perfume in the world, the waffle-weave of fragrance.
L'Occitane - Jasmine (Notre Flore)
Fresh blankets in a well-furnished hotel. Candle-like, more atmospheric than skin-scent.
Weil - Antilope (vintage parfum)
What the well-dressed mori girl is wearing this spring. Fawn-coloured sleep in a sun-soft haystack.
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