Surely something called Coney Island must capture a particle of ballyhoo, sea air, Boardwalk and Coppertone. Might there be a piquant X-factor, like fresh brioche in Paris or pine needles in the Rocky Mountains, that will forever summon up Mermaid Avenue?
Maybe, maybe not.
For reasons that sound clearer when delivered in Ms. Rahme’s French accent, Coney Island, the fragrance, is based, at first sniff, on margaritas.
"I'm blessed to have two of the most important things and experiences in my life. You have music, where music can take you back to a person, a place immediately. The other thing is fragrance. Smell can take you back to an experience, a relationship, a time in your life. And to have both in my life are extremely rewarding."