EVEN BEFORE the bottles in the box marked "fear" are opened, it is possible to smell a small heavy cloud percolating the air: musky, sweet and acrid. In a tiny laboratory in Berlin, Sissel Tolaas, smell provocateur and fragrance developer, is sorting through the concentrated containers of sweat scent she has collected from 16 men from all over the world, and all in a state of fear. She wafts the neck of one bottle in front of my nose. The odour catches me at the back of my throat. Tolaas herself coughs and pulls back.
— From WHY IT'S GOOD TO SMELL: The woman who turned body odour into an art form, a must-read article in the Sunday Herald. If you are as fascinated as I was, you can learn more about Sissel Tolaas at: the FEAR of smell - the smell of FEAR exhibit at Grand Arts; The Sweat Hog in the New York Times.
In fact, inside Harris's airy flat, the only scent is that of the apple she's eating. Yet it is a treat to the eyes if not the nose. Full of light even on a cloudy day, its many windows look out on to the tree tops of leafy Primrose Hill.
— From Design & interiors: At home with the perfumier Lyn Harris in The Independent. Lyn Harris is the perfumer behind Miller Harris, but this article really is about her home, not her perfumes.