I am getting ready to get back to my usual posting schedule and go back to my sample to the day posts. I've been sampling those samples (for the lack of a diferent word) lately but just don't yet feel like writing as often as I used to. Or doing much except reading Harry Potter. It somehow feels like with the end of the series, I'll be back to almost my usual self.
But that's not what I was going to write about today. My thoughts today are centered around vintage perfumes. Because I realized yesterday, I went completely wrong way when trying to understand their whole appeal. In my case that was the chypre road. Since I don't appreaciate chypres at all (yet - I'm sure I'll get there eventually), that was a completely wrong road for me. As evidenced by Carol's packages containing some of her wonderful finds. She told me in an email to my statement that I finally understand all that love toward vintage stuff because they smell the way perfume in my mind is supposed to that stuff today just pales in comparison. And that is just plain true. Where did that perfume artistry go, I have no idea, but I do wish someone would bring it back. I mean, the market today is so large, I'm sure there would be quite enough buyers of perfumes as they used to be.
And the perfume that initialized this realization was of course one of Carol's. The Rose Quad (that would be the grassy one). I am still baffled by this new-found rose love I seem to have developed. Have no idea how it came about but now I also know I love vintage perfume. Oh, I'm sure there will be quite a lot of those I won't like but there are those that will make sniffing of those not terribly great worthwhile.
And a leaving thought. Do you ever experience a scent you wore and thought you knew display a new note or feature? That happened to me today. I put on Etro's Lemon Sorbet and suddenly I was walking in a cloud of meadow flowers (for a couple of minutes only). I have no idea where it came from but it was thoroughly enjoyable. :)