I simply want Take No Prisoners Rose at the moment. I want to reread Philippa Gregory's sensual and frightening Wideacre; I want rose petals in my bath; I want a cashmere sweater in the richest deep red. I am longing to sniff a couple of new ones - the Francis Kurkdjian Lumiere Noire PourFemme (you can read Helg's voluptuously-written review here- she's clearly smitten!), and DS&Durga for Anthropologie East MidEast (Kevin's more straightforward review is here).
I'm not sure what to wear next, but here are a few of my options. Most of these are decants, the full bottles being a little out of my price range, which is why I'm careful with dosage - something in my brain goes cha-ching! every time I spray. Not to mention that most of these are also Grande Dame Perfumes with corresponding sillage...
Amouage Lyric Woman - deep wine-y rose and dry, smoky, astringent incense. Piercingly beautiful, Leontyne Price singing Vissi d'Arte. Quite expensive, but in this case, price indicates quality.
Ormonde Jayne Ta'if - a rose of the desert, sweet and deep, dusted with pepper and saffron, standing barefoot under the stars.
Caron Parfum Sacre' - lemon-spice-pepper and rose, flowing into warm vanilla-woods and cool myrrh. This is the mother that tenderly kisses her sleeping children before becoming a lover again in the bed of her marriage.
Gres Cabaret - rose curled atop a down comforter before the fire, letting its smoke twine through her hair. Wonderful fragrance, ugly bottle, unbelievably great price. I think I said something about "toasted marshmallow" before, but it's not sweet - what I was getting at was that cushy, pillowy musk.
Juliet Has a Gun Citizen Queen - rose dolled up for the nightlife, in a violet bustier, fishnets and leather stilettos - and a killer-diller red lipstick. Very, very sexy.
That Slut Tocade is little too flirty and shallow for the current mood, L'Arte di Gucci a little too imperious. I'll take my roses rolling in passion today.
Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee.
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars - alights,
And is lost in balms!
- Emily Dickenson
2 comments:
You know I lurve me sum rosies....the list of roses I like is so amazing that I'm hyperventilating a bit just thinking about it. Lyric: yes, absolutely! Ta'if: my slightly mysterious rose, JHaG CitQueen: oh la la! hotsy totsy rose, Parfume Sacre: ehhh, I don't get that one but I keep giving it "one more try" , Gres Cabaret: nope, thin&sharp, neither in a good way....but here we pick up some from MY list of swoony girls! MPG Rose Muskissime: heavy sigh! JP Joy: wheee! I finally get it!! Une Rose Chypree: so much spice! wear this when you need a big invigorating burst of scent..Rosine Un Zeste de Rose...sparkling peppy roses, you must skip when wearing this! Well, those are my current faves, oh and That Slut Tocade is winking at me from the perfume cabinet....what a ....SLUT! ;-) Daisy
Wound up wearing Ta'if that day, mmmm. And URC is really nice (oh, hey, did that big bottle purchase work out?). Haven't tried the Rose Muskissime, and you know me and Joy - where's that Mr. Yuck emoticon when you need him? That Slut Tocade will get taken out, and probably soon, but I'll get to my Bal a Versailles extrait before too long as well.
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