As soon as a tiny drop of Délivre Moi touches my skin, it stirs forgotten sensations of pleasure mingled with sweet despair. I travel space and time and perhaps another dimension, further deep in to the darkest corners of my twisted psyche. It starts softly, like an old creaking record playing a forgotten song of some Read More
In the Wonderland
In all the world of olfactory pleasures, there is always a place for dark ones. Beautiful, twisted and filled with madness. Sweet kind of soothing darkness, dripping like a black elixir, enchanting, bewitching with it’s evil unforgiving beauty. And all you can do is only submit and enjoy that pleasant cruelty. Black Oud by Laurent Read More
Fille en aiguilles by Serge Lutens is a very peculiar fragrance. Bearing in mind it’s playful name, referring to one of the strongest femininity symbols – heels, the most effective weapon any lady can use. The fragrance itself is much more versatile and actually evoking mostly naturesque atmosphere.
This magic potion is sexiness in a bottle. The kind of tragic vintage sexiness that is on the verge of inappropriate mixed up with faux nostalgia. Whenever I wear it I imagine the beginning of 20th century, a young beautiful Russian girl that is sitting on a bench in a dark boulevard and all she Read More
Maybe it’s mid-winter cold, all this snow or lack of light makes us start to dream about spring. When we all can get rid of these many layers of clothes to less feel like onions, to be able to breathe in a lung-full of fresh warming air and have one of the greatest olfactive pleasures Read More
Sometimes I love to pick up children’s books to find some hidden treasures or beautiful insights. Or sometimes just for pure positive naive fun. Once raiding thrift stores I picked up Dr. Fell’s Cabinet Of Smells by Susan Gates and this bizzare olfactive journey inspired me a lot. Especially one particular character – The Violet Read More
Who said that perfume has to be all about flowers and fruits? Comme des Garcons Garage evokes my childhood memories of garage, father’s car, various interesting tools that smell ‘manly’ just as a child can perceive. Aldehydes, kerosene, leather and plastic..
It is not by mistake I’m writing a love letter to this masterpiece by Lolita Lempicka as the first post . It was the first perfume I fell in love with. I was little then and it was late nineties. By the time I have not yet experienced the marvels of the internet, so Read More