This was a scent I would (most likely) never have chosen on my own. Too rare. Too obscure. Even I would probably not have run across It left to my own devices. Still, a classic vintage from a classic house...a dainty light green chypre with citrus, iris and mimosa, over a simple yet classic ambery base. Sheer at first, but with some backbone. A fine upstanding *young lady's* scent ...The air of a morning stroll along Madison Ave, in Mid march 1965, wearing a matching ivory skirt suit and gloves.
When I first came to BN, I really didn't care for them. The Chypres. The mossiness was sort of a dealbreaker for me. Just too old lady. But as I collected vintage bottles, interspersed with occasional trips to retail establishments, I began to notice when the restricted ingredients weren't there, and I missed moss and clove and everything else. In spite of myself, I started appreciating and even liking the retro chypres. Vintage Chantilly, vintage 1000, Arpege, and
The end of the summer drenches me with longing and nostalgia every year. The saying goodbye to a summer crush when you both have to go back to different schools in September. Packing up the summer clothes, and pulling out the warm ones. The days growing shorter with school pressures and anxieties mounting. The first cold breeze in late August.
My summer scents for this time of year, are, this year: