Summer is only eight days away, what the season has in store we can’t be sure— but we know what we will be wafting. Summertime is a great chance to grab a glass of something cold, read a trashy book, park under a tree, find a favorite patch of lawn, or try out a porch swing.
We all adore Klimt’s Kiss- but Franz von Stuck’s version of an erotic sphinx doling out a conflagratory buss is pretty hot stuff; I think The Artist Formerly Known As would approve as he stood in the purple rain.
So let’s pay homage to the common tulips and pansy though the avant garde lenses of Illamasqua, Christian Dior Couture, Hilde Soliani, L’Artisan Parfumeur Traversee du Bosophore and Ellie Nuit by Michel Roudnitska.
Hiroshima mon Amour the fragrance sort of re-creates the French and Japanese conversation of the movie in olfactive form. It has a contrasting kind of construction and feels like the give and take of a lively debate. I found it to be really interesting due to the nature of this fragrant conversation taking place on my skin.
When Ben Gorham spoke about returning to Chembur after fifteen years and being shocked that everything had changed; the exception was the balmy, spicy aroma that filled the air, awakening Ben’s childhood memories of home and family.
The Artist Formerly known as Prince, had more incarnations than Madonna and is a consummate performer, signer and musician. Prince sang the soundtrack of our lives. Each of us chose our favorite song. PS Our draw incudes a Kiss.
