From the name to the copy, Annick Goutal Nuit Étoilée brings to mind van Gogh’s “The Starry Night”. I’m always surprised when brands commit to such boldness. This is an iconic painting easily recognized that often pops up in our popular culture. It’s been discussed in every Art History 101 class. People have spent years researching and interpreting it. When one chooses such an inspiration, it comes with a lot of expectations. And in the world of perfume, expectations do you no favors.
I had said in my 6th Blogiversary post that I’d like to start doing a feature where I revisit perfumes to see if my “eaupinions” have changed. I said I wasn’t afraid to eat crow…and I’m not.
In July, I decided to re-try some fruity scents.It seemed liked the right thing to do in the summer heat.
Smell Bent Remix Little Miss Panda Gets Lei’d review published June
It may surprise some people because not many perfume lovers declare this, but I love aquatics. Now before you start judging me, give me a chance. I don’t love melon/cucumbers that verge into household cleaner territory. I love salty, mineral scents that remind me of the sea. Unfortunately, the 90’s ruined this “ocean” genre of perfume for most people. But, I promise, there are some really great ocean inspired perfumes out there and Annick Goutal Vetiver is one of them.
Spring is in the air…and it if isn’t in your neck of the woods, spray some Annick Goutal Grand Amour.
Grand Amour opens with huge amounts of pollen from lilies mixed with delicate forest lilies like lily of the valley. All the flowers grow larger and “grander”, reminding me a bit of Guerlain Chamade. Spring hyacinths enter the mix. The dry-down of Grand Amour hangs on to the green rose and mixes it with sweet, powdery resins.
We are conditioned when we hear or see the word “passion”, especially in the context of a perfume, to think of strong sexual desires and being perceived as sexually attractive. Without sex the perfume industry wouldn’t exist (and neither would we). I think many people get thrown off when they smell a bottle of Passion; they expect something different. Annick Goutal Passion, to me at least, doesn’t represent romantic or sexual passion, but passion in the contemporary philosophical sense of the word, our raw responses to the world, Unger’s