Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Coming up Roses

The perfect scent is one of the most personal aspects of a person's toilette. When it comes to choosing a scent, it is important to drown out outside opinions. There are dozens of celebrity perfumes, mostly by people who do not seem like they would smell particularly lovely (I will not name names but you know who I am referring to...). There are the scents that have cult followings. Marilyn Monroe allegedly slept in nothing but Chanel No. 5. Estee Lauder's Youth Dew, Clinique's Happy and various Ralph Lauren scents all have a loyal fan base.

Babies always smell deliciously of Johnson's Baby Lotion & Baby Powder. My first perfume was Baby Soft, a powdery smelling drugstore fragrance designed for little girls. As I grew older, I experimented with popular fragrances of the moment: Davidoff Cool Water & Ralph Lauren Romance. When I was fifteen, I discovered my first scent that I identified as truly mine: Michael Kors. The scent avoided those overly floral, sweet notes that had dominated my perfume selections up to that point. My sisters liked the scent so much that they both purchased it as well. To make it more uniquely my own, I stopped at a lotion/perfume boutique in Martha's Vineyard one summer and had them mix the scent of Hanae Mori (another cult perfume) into a body lotion. The smell of the Hanae Mori diluted in the lotion mixed with the Michael Kors was divine. However, once I ran out of the lotion and was far from Martha's Vineyard, I could not seem to get the same ratio of the two scents by other means (even through the Sephora-bought actual Hanae Mori lotion).

Around the same time, I was on vacation at the Breakers in Palm Beach with my family (I always seem to have my olfactory senses heightened on vacation) and smelled something amazing in one of the stores on the grounds: Acqua di Parma Blue Mediterraneo in Mirto di Panarea. It was light, not too flowery but still so memorable that over the next few days my mind kept wandering back to that smell. I purchased it on the last day and nearly four years later I wear it still. I am not certain if the Acqua di Parma scent is "the one", the scent for me for a lifetime. Some days I cannot smell it at all but people say that is the sign of a good perfume. Nonetheless, for now, it belongs to me and when my bottle runs dry later this month I will rush out to reclaim it as my own.

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