Showing posts with label rose chypre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rose chypre. Show all posts

Friday, September 18, 2009

Perfume Review: L'Arte di Gucci

L'Arte di Gucci is gorgeous, a lushly sensuous and rich-smelling rose chypre. It is bottled elegance, all cheekbones and red lipstick and swan neck, a sophisticate in a fitted suit, with naughty black satin-and-lace undies. Which is very much not my personal style - but I adore L'Arte nevertheless.

Or perhaps I love it the more for being what I'm not but would like to be. There's very little room in my life for expensive naughty undies; I gave up fitted suits aaaages ago, before I got pregnant with the first of three children; I've never had a swan neck or long legs. I look horrified (and horrifying!) when I wear black, particularly the sort of slinky black thing that seems to just go with L'Arte di Gucci. Think evening gowns in black lace, hats with veils, stiletto heels, Singapore Slings and cigarettes in holders. Think Alexis Carrington, from Dynasty. Think everything that says Expensive and Haughty Heart-breaking Female Here; if you fall in love with her, it's your own stupid fault for not resisting.

And let's have a word about that bottle at this point, shall we? Can you say UGLY? Can you say Tacky, boys and girls? Somebody done hit it with the Ugly Stick, as we used to say when I was growing up. (We also said, "Ugly as homemade sin," but clearly the word "homemade" has no discernible relation to the bottle of L'Arte, as tarted up as it is in black and gilt.) Holy cow, is that thing ever a bottleful of Boogie Nights! On the other hand, it is opaque black* glass - super for keeping the fragrance safe from exposure to light - and quite satisfyingly heavy, with a subtle curve not apparent from the photo. *I refer to the edp version; the edt has the same shape and hideous gold squiggle, but its glass is clear. This is my bottle:

L'Arte di Gucci was released in 1991 - but smells very retro to me, with the saucy backbone one expected of fragrance in the late seventies. If you have smelled Ungaro Diva, another Big Rose Chypre which was released in 1983, L'Arte di Gucci will smell familiar to you, although L'Arte seems more focused on the rose, more forceful, and less symphonic.

From Fragrantica.com, here are the notes for L'Arte di Gucci:
Top notes are aldehydes, coriander, fruity notes, green notes and bergamot.  Middle notes are mimosa, tuberose, orris root, jasmine, muguet, rose, geranium and narcissus.  Base notes are leather, amber, patchouli, musk, oakmoss and vetiver.


I do not smell much in the way of aldehydes here, but bergamot and green notes are prominent. The unspecified "fruity notes" undoubtedly include cassis bud, with its intense, shocking-pink tartness. I notice that spraying the scent makes the cassis - which can read as "cat pee" to some - far more noticeable and bitter, and I also typically smell a plasticky note when I spray that I do not notice when I decant and dab instead. I very much prefer to dab this one.  When I read the back of the bottle, and (ahem, attempt to) translate the French, I see that tagete (marigold) and cassis bud are both listed, but aldehydes and "green notes" are not.


The heart is nearly all rose-geranium, with the other florals very much in the background, simply adding some roundness. I do smell the cool iris here, and the deep haylike nuance of narcissus serves as a bridge into the drydown, rich with the bitter edge of moss and patchouli and sweet with amber and musk. I do not smell leather, nor much vetiver, but I do often smell a fuzzy, skinlike note that I believe to be the costus (listed on the bottle, not on fragrantica).  I like it.

Once the Joan Collins/Disco Era/Big Hair Glam effect of the opening is over, my general impression is that of a wildly overgrown garden, roses and thorns, exotic flowers and bizarre Gothic vines snaking about the cast-iron seating, with late afternoon sun shafting down through the clouds and creating an intense pink-and-green light and shadows effect. I'd say chiaroscuro, but in my mind at least, that refers to black, white, and graytone, and L'Arte is decidedly colorful.

L'Arte di Gucci was discontinued in 2007, probably done in by the one-two knockout punches of 1) the general taste tending toward the sweet and gourmand, and 2) the IFRA regulation of oakmoss. A sad situation. I'd hoard the bottle I have, but I love it too much. It can still be found, particularly in the edt version (which I have not smelled), on the odd online discounter, or at ebay. The 5ml bottles of edp seem readily available at ebay, however, at the time of writing. Try to pick one up if you can.

Top image is of Joan Collins as the superbly nasty Alexis Carrington, from flickr. Second image is of Bianca Todd, a photographic portrait made by Peter A Juley & Son, from Smithsonian Institution at flickr. (Ms. Todd was a painter in the 1880's; I've never seen her work but I'd like to. She certainly looks as though she was really having fun, and not simply showing off her opera costume. I'll bet she was a fireball.) Third image is from the author's collection. Fourth image is Hottest Pink Rose by julev69 at flickr.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Rose Chypre, the Womanly Scent


The first chypre I ever met was, of course, the masterpiece Mitsouko.

She didn't like me.

And, to be honest, I don't like her. Oh, I tried. I tried edt and edp (I gave up on finding the parfum version, since a .5ml sample at The Perfumed Court is, what, $14? anyway, too pricey for something I'm not ever gonna love). I tried it in different weathers and different moods... no dice. And I tried other chypres, too, green ones like Jacomo Silences and Niki de Saint Phalle. Shall we just say, not good?! I think I'll leave it there, with the words EPIC FAIL ringing in the silence.


So while I was complaining busily that there was absolutely nothing shameful in smelling girly in rose-violet and powder, or voluptuous in big white florals - while I snarked that I hated chypres, I found them too demanding, too evil-tempered, too nasty, too witchy... the rose chypres were stalking me from my blind side.

As practically everyone with half an eye on the perfume world knows, the classic chypre accord is a tripod of bergamot, oakmoss, and amber (from labdanum/cistus/rockrose). It is aromatic, bitter, and bracing; it smells of the Wild World; it feels sharp and dangerous. The addition of floral notes to the chypre accord softens this uncompromising sharpness, teaching it manners and softness. Rose seems to have a special affinity for chypres, creating a feminine strength, a beautiful power, out of what was once something of a bully.

Rose chypres seem, to me, to be the way a woman - a strong, secure, beautiful woman - should smell. She should be confident; she should not be naive; she should wear whatever she wants, whether that means red lipstick with her rubber barn boots, or ripped jeans and a girly white lace blouse. She should be curious and creative and willing to take care of herself as well as the other people in her life. And she should smell of both her soft side and her independent side, as rose chypres do.
Here is an incomplete list of rose chypres (actually, some are floral chypres with a strong rose component, one is a woody chypre with rose, and at least one has an added oriental facet)
  • L'Arte di Gucci
  • Parfum d'Empire Eau Suave
  • Ungaro Diva
  • Ralph Lauren Safari
  • Estee Lauder Knowing
  • Tauer Une Rose Chypree (Floral chypre oriental)
  • Serge Lutens Rose de Nuit
  • Parfums de Rosine Une Folie de Rose
  • Frederic Malle Une Rose
  • Montana Parfum de Peau
  • L'Artisan Voleur de Roses
  • By Kilian Liaisons Dangereuses
  • Agent Provocateur
  • Agent Provocateur DD Diamond Dust, a limited edition
  • Jean Couturier Coriandre
  • Paloma Picasso Mon Parfum
  • Lancome Magie Noire (Woody chypre, with rose-floral heart)
  • Deneuve (Floral chypre)
  • Victoria's Secret Victoria (Floral chypre)
  • Juliette Has a Gun Lady Vengeance
  • Gres Cabaret (Floral woody chypre)
  • Sisley Soir de Lune
  • Sinan
  • Teo Cabanel Oha-
  • YSL Rive Gauche (Aldehydic floral chypre)
  • Perles de Lalique
The scents in red I've tested. The ones in bold are favorites. The ones in purple I tested and disliked, for one reason or another (Knowing was gorgeous for two hours before deteriorating into the Lauder base that so nauseates me on my skin; Paloma was so fierce she nearly scared me to death). Obviously, I haven't tried all of these, but I will for darn sure attempt it! Look for more reviews here as time passes. There is a brief review of Victoria under my post on Vintage Perfumes; it is more floral than chypre, with rose and other floral notes as the focus.

Unfortunately, the rose chypre seems to be a style of the past, particularly of the 1970's - a decade with which I have very little affinity, but which seemed to smell great. Rose chypres can be quite sophisticated, and that's not fashionable these days, with everyone wanting to smell of cotton candy and fruit... but I digress. Rose for femininity, chypre for backbone: what's not to love?
Images: A Late Given Rose by kuzeytac at flickr; Mossy Forest Floor by lonejeeper at flickr; Rose d'Anjou II by Ira Tsantekidou.