If you read reviews of Masque Milano Montecristo, you’ll notice that it evokes people to tell stories. Sometimes these stories are of a personal nature. Sometimes these stories are completely fictional but filled with vivid details of time and place. When it comes to perfumes, I don’t think there is a better sign than this. A perfume that stirs something inside us that makes us share stories, is a perfume worth trying…even if it is something that many will find too challenging to wear.
I sat on a striped sofa fidgeting with tassels that embellish rose printed silk pillows like I’ve done before. This time not because I was deflecting topics, but because of awkward silences. My eyes made contact with the big eyes in the painting of my aunt as a toddler. I glanced down at the dogwood painted glass hurricane lamp that my grandmother absolutely despised, a gift from her mother-in-law. But, she kept it because it survived the dangers of four rowdy children (all born within a four… Continue reading | 4 Comments
Phuong Dang is a line of niche perfumes founded by a Vietnamese visual artist that resides in Singapore. The Noses of the perfumers are French and people you’ve probably heard of. Months ago, I reviewed Liquid Red, a perfume that reminds me of fancy French cosmetics and partying all night. Being a rose lover, I decided to try another leather-rose in the line, Cryptic.
There’s not much to know about Cryptic other than it’s a dark, leather rose. It opens with dry/brut champagne aldehydes. At first… Continue reading
Marshmallows are the most disappointing dessert. When international friends visit, they always want to try this exotic fluffy cube of sugar¹. As a good friend, it’s my job to tell them that they’ll be disappointed. Then I remember that life is full of disappointments. If they have made it this far, they can handle being disappointed by a boring sweet. I go find them marshmallows, they eat them and always go “That’s it? That’s not even good”. I nod my head in agreement and always a shoot a look… Continue reading | 6 Comments
Excellent marketing and copy can’t stop a perfume from morphing into whatever the wearer presumes about a perfume. Zoologist Nightingale is a prime example for me. It’s a perfume inspired by Japanese spring with notes that sound dainty and delicate. Look at the bottle! It has a songbird wearing a kimono. Before wearing this, I’ve made a lot of assumptions about this fragrance. But, my assumptions are nothing like my experience with this pink juice. Nightingale is like an exaggerated, drag-like interpretation of femininity. I spray this on and… Continue reading