Perfume Haiku Series: Un Jardin Sur Le Nil by Hermès

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Un Jardin Sur Le Nil by Hermès

Unripe green mangoes
Hang on trees by the river
Sour meets salty

~ The Smelly Vagabond

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The Smelly Vagabond’s Adventures in Paris: Day 2 (Part III)

The Smelly Vagabond’s Adventures in Paris: Day 1
The Smelly Vagabond’s Adventures in Paris: Day 2 (Part I)
The Smelly Vagabond’s Adventures in Paris: Day 2 (Part II)

 Day 2 (Part III) – A Whirlwind Tour of Perfume Boutiques

source: jeanpatouperfume.com

We left Jovoy with contented smiles on our faces – well, more than just contented smiles: Monsieur D left with a bottle of Parfum d’Empire’s Ambre Russe and plenty of samples. I’d managed to muster up some inkling of restraint and left without buying anything… yet (that’s a story for Day 4). We had planned to meet up with Bianca, a friend that Monsieur D had made on the train from the airport, at 3.30pm, but there was still some time to kill, and so we decided to walk around the area. Just diagonally across the street from Jovoy was a Jean Patou boutique, where we discovered the recently launched Collection Héritage series comprising Chaldée, Eau de Patou and Patou Pour Homme. I have yet to smell the original scents, so I can’t comment on how they’ve been reformulated, and I can’t remember much of what I smelt either, save for the fact that they were quite smooth and elegant, never venturing into offensive territory. The sales assistant was helpful enough, and possibly rather hopeful that we would be making a purchase as well, given that she was quite persistent about the quality of the fragrances. I suppose it was because we were holding so many shopping bags! Continue reading

Hermès – Un Jardin Après La Mousson

source: tradekerala

source: tradekerala

I usually dislike aquatic fragrances because I was overexposed to fragrances such as Acqua di GiocK One, and L’Eau d’Issey when I was growing up as a child and teenager. Even today, when I’m back in Sunny Singapore, I catch more than the occasional whiff of these marine-themed fragrances on guys and girls alike when walking along the streets. A well-dressed young man who’s probably an executive at some corporate firm walks by. Acqua di Gio. A guy in a singlet (sleeveless t-shirt, for those who aren’t familiar with this term) and flip-flops walks by. Acqua di Gio. What can I say, most Singaporeans like to smell ‘clean’ (this is a generalisation and I sincerely hope to be proven wrong). One can easily see how being so exposed to these fragrances so often makes me want to not wear them. It’s not that I don’t think they were brilliant for their time. I can appreciate their technical composition. It’s just that they are so ubiquitous that I have nary an aquatic-dominated fragrance in my perfume wardrobe… save for Un Jardin Après la Mousson by Hermès. Continue reading