When love is not madness, it is not love
Danish proverb
There are really
only a handful of Houses that I can honestly say I look forward to each of
their launches with anticipation and excitement, knowing instinctually I will
be fascinated, enamoured and intrigued. I count Mona di Orio, Arquiste, Vero
Profumo, Slumberhouse, Gabriella Chieffo Profumi, Masque Fragranze, Hermès,
HYLNDS, Papillion Perfumes, Laboratorio Olfattivo, MDCI Parfums among them.
There are others, but I am rarely deceived by work from the aforementioned; the
work is exemplary, emotive, built from superlative materials and composed by
men and women for whom olfaction is more than just notes, accords and formulae,
it is art with skin as canvas and our sense of smell as the discerning,
clamouring audience.
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To the list above I
must add Imaginary Authors, founded by the lovely Josh Meyer, out of Portland
Oregon whose olfactive fictions and innovative bottled storytelling has been
delighting the Foxy paws off me since Josh’s unique library launched in 2012. I
have seven of his singular creations in my collection: the mulchy fog &
strawberries of Cape Heartache, the
asphalt & sunlit cigarette trails of The
Cobra and the Canary, Memoirs of a
Trespasser, all dense oaky vanilla and claustrophobic myrrh, the arid,
fig-laced sadness of Yesterday Haze,
the chilly Narnia wardrobe oddity of Air
of Despair, City on Fire, a thick swirling scent of cade and heat-burst
berries and Bull’s Blood, a
Hemmingway-esque tribute to doomed lurid love, torn roses and blood-soaked corridas.
