About the author: In public a conservative accountant, in private Mals slips on her magic footgear and becomes the writer of the blog Muse in Wooden Shoes. Mals lives on a farm in Southwest Virginia with her husband, where they raise hay, cattle, and three children.
As we Americans celebrate the beginning of our nation on Independence Day, I think it's appropriate to focus on that most American of sports, baseball. Long identified — along with motherhood and apple pie — as the quintessence of America, baseball continues to hold an eminent position in the United States. Baseball phrases (“Three strikes and you're out!” or “Step up to the plate!”) pepper our speech. Major League Baseball is a multibillion-dollar industry. Baseball heroes like Lou Gehrig, Jackie Robinson and Babe Ruth are instantly recognizable figures. And every little community seems to have its own baseball field, even if it's only an empty lot with four rubber mats serving as bases.
I came to the appreciation of baseball later than many people do: soon after I married my husband, I realized that I had actually promised to “love, honor, and allow him to watch baseball on TV,” whether that wording was technically in the ceremony or not. Thanks to diligent spousal coaching, I've learned the rules and guiding principles of baseball, as well as some strategy, alongside our kids, and I love going to games. I say confidently that baseball is great if you understand what's going on. Also, no matter how interesting the actual game is, it's always rewarding to immerse your senses in the setting of the game.
If you're playing, I'm told, baseball is a richly olfactory experience. It's played outside on dirt and grass surfaces, and the equipment used is often made of natural materials — gloves are leather and bats are wooden, at least in the major leagues. Chewing tobacco, long a vice of baseball players, has fallen out of favor over the last decade or so, replaced by chewing gum. At any point, a player might be smelling some combination of these things: dirt, freshly cut grass, the chalk used to mark baselines and the batter's box, fresh air, polished wood, the pine tar that gives a batter a good grip on his bat, leather, the neat's-foot oil used to condition gloves, sweat, tobacco, bubble gum and a plethora of food smells from the concession stands. My kids say that baseball, to them, also smells like Gatorade and roasted sunflower seeds, the local snack-of-choice.
If you're just watching, however, a baseball game is interesting sniffage. Exactly what you'll smell might differ depending on what kind of game you're attending, but it all smells good.
All of my kids have played baseball or softball for the local recreational league, and I've got a lot of experience with that kind of game. If somebody's playing at Loving Field, I know to bring my folding chair and a cooler full of drinks, because there aren't any bleachers or concessions. When the game gets dull — good ten-year-old pitchers are rare — I can just watch the corn grow on the other side of the fence. The smell of drying hay wafts over to me, and the cicadas buzz. There are the usual shouts from coaches and parents: “One down, play's at first!” and “Be a hitter, son! Pick ya out one and give it a ride!” If the game's at Randolph Park, I take a towel to cover the aluminum bleachers. The concession stand is open on Saturdays, serving hot dogs and soft drinks. The park is dotted with black locust trees, and in early June it smells like Parfums DelRae Amoureuse. At intervals, a freight train chugs along the edge of the park, clacking rhythmically, wheels squealing on the rails.
If, however, you've bought a ticket to watch a baseball game, what you'll likely be smelling is food. Mostly it's food that's bad for you, too, which we all know tends to smell amazingly good: hot dogs with chili, pizza, chicken fingers, brats with onions and peppers, cotton candy, soft drinks. Sometimes there's beer, with its salty-savory, yeasty smell.
So what does the baseball spectator with an interest in fragrance wear to the game? There are several different tacks to take here, and it depends, mostly, on what you like. Traditional colognes and citrus-woody scents, are, of course, cool and refreshing in the heat. Another way to go, if you like this sort of thing, is a light floral or even a fruity floral; you'll enjoy simply smelling nice without having to think much about it. I contend that fruity florals have their place, and a summer outing with the sole objective of fun is it, so I take advantage of that. Another choice might be your favorite “trashy fun” scent: if it smells great but somehow seems wrong for work, or is too frivolous for your everyday activities, it's probably a candidate here. One last category for consideration is a quietly meditative scent, perhaps woods or incense, that clears your mind of inessentials and prepares your attitude for the Zen of Baseball.
And what not to wear? Well, I think it's rather a waste to wear something intellectual or rare, something that I'd like to concentrate on, because then I don't think I'd get the benefit of either the game or the perfume. Also, even though most baseball games are outside, crowd conditions still apply, and if you're just dying to wear a sillage monster, please, I beg you, apply discreetly. The person sitting in the seat next to you may not appreciate your sultry oriental as much as you do.
A baseball park is a real feast for the soul, with its sights and smells and sounds, and the inescapable feeling that when one is watching a baseball game, one is really watching a microcosm of life. As they say in Bull Durham, in my opinion the Best Baseball Movie Ever, “Baseball is a simple game: you throw the ball, you catch the ball, you hit the ball. Sometimes you win. Sometimes you lose. And sometimes, it rains. Think about that.”
Note: image is Summer [cropped] by Kyle Kruchok at flickr; some rights reserved.
I’m actually going to an Angels game tonight. How funny that this article popped up today. With your advice, I’m either going to wear Chanel Allure Blanche or D&G L’Imperatrice. Although it is going to be later tonight so I might wear D&G The One or Armani Code. I’m definitely going to be using my nose tonight. I want to take in all that a baseball game has to offer. I’m very excited. : )
Oh, I do hope you have fun! Sadly, I’m not familiar with the scents you’re considering – but I’m sure you’ll pick something that suits you.
First MLB game I ever saw was Red Sox Vs. Angels, mid-May, 1992, when you could still get seats in Fenway. (Sox lost.)
Mals, is this where you said “Dem Bums!!”
I actually didn’t. That game was on my honeymoon, and my new husband was THRILLED to make the pilgrimage to Fenway. I was just sort of… there… with him. I only gradually, over the years, learned to enjoy the games.
I tend to take it for granted, I grew up around baseball while I lived in FL-plenty of grapefruit-league games to attend and old-timers to tell stories of the “good ole days”.
In our case (hubby and I) I’m the one who loves sports, and goes to games, while he can care less. I often go alone so I can actually relax and not have to talk to anyone! (terrible, I know)………
Great article Mals! The last baseball game I attended was on a blissfully beautiful summer evening at PNC Park in Pittsburgh about 8 years ago. Pure heaven! Talk about sights and sounds – the river, the city, the grassy field, beer, cheap nachos… perfection.
When I was a kid and played softball, I loved the smell of my glove. I still have it! And then the smell of slurpies we had afterward with Swedish Fish.
I think the perfect scent to wear to a baseball game would be YSL Cinema – soft, warm, sunny, floral, oriental, friendly. It would last for hours, it has rather inoffensive sillage, and would be a great transition from hot afternoon to cool evening. It would even go great with cheap nachos and beer! Or some Swedish Fish.
Swedish Fish, I love Swedish Fish! And Slurpee + baseball glove leather? Mmmm.
Cinema’s a great choice – both soft and interesting, and blends well with the food smells.
I don’t wear it often, but Cinema is one of my go-to “family visit” / “neutral public event” fragrances.
Doesn’t Demeter make a Swedish Fish fragrance? If not, they should! 😉
I love baseball, though we’re more likely to be attending football games these days (tonight, for example – arena football in this case). Soccer was my son’s favortie, and i spent many an hour on the field/bleachers/folding chairs etc. For all these events, I agree that light fruit or citrus scents are ideal. i also might wear a light, clean musk – something that smells good without being obtrusive. The food scents tend to be so overwhelming that you’re never going to make a statement with you scent – the most you can hope for is to be mildly pleasant to the people closest to you. But that’s all right too…
You have arena football? how cool. We have a minor league team within an hour’s drive, and ticket packages to their home games, so we go pretty frequently. Also, we have one terrific friend who’s part of a group that buys Orioles season tickets every year, so at least once a year we go watch the Red Sox play in Baltimore. That’s so much fun.
You can’t go wrong with citrus, or any kind of skin scent, in an outdoor crowd situation. Especially with all that junk food wafting about.
Mals – what a wonderful piece, I so enjoyed reading it! Makes me want to watch Field of Dreams again [too sappy for some, but right up my alley]. Except for some softball games played with friends, I haven’t been to a baseball game in [too] many years – since I lived in NY when I was a preteen and we used to go to Shea Stadium to watch The Mets. What to wear to a game? Hmm, perhaps something light and refreshing cause it gets hot in the bleachers. The Pour Un Ete – wearing that seems appropos for watching the Boys of Summer.
Field of Dreams is a great movie! I think Bull Durham’s excellent in a different (certainly raunchier!) way.
The’ pour une Ete’ would be very good – nice friendly jasmine-tea thing, and not too heavy.
Oh yes, Bull Durham was great! Sappy, raunchy – I love all genres. 😉
Speaking of Bull Durham, I watched that again a few months ago after not seeing it for many years. Near the opening sequence when Susan Sarandon’s character is getting ready to go to the ball field (in her black off the shoulder top), she dabs on some Shalimar from a tiny extrait bottle. You can just barely make it out in the shot. Can you imagine wearing Shalimar to a ball game in the south with all that heat? But I suppose her character was way over the top uber femme for ball games anyway, lol.
Shalimar is probably a little much for a baseball game in NC, but then Annie’s that way, isn’t she?
Crash to Annie: Who dresses you? Isn’t that a little extreme for the Carolina League?
Yes – can’t imagine wearing itchy stockings to a baseball game!
Oh yes, The Pour Un Ete would be perfect. Nice call!
My university English teacher wrote Field of Dreams… jeez, I feel old… Not a baseball person (and my husband is into soccer, skiing, and skydiving), but Bull Durham is one of my favourite movies of all time… although these days, I am absolutely addicted to Friday Night Lights, which has much of the character you described Mals.
Thank you for your gorgeous post…
Really? Have you read the book? I nearly always prefer the book to the movie, and although the film’s good, the book’s better.
I have never watched Friday Night Lights… I don’t really watch all that much TV – and when it’s on, it’s usually a) ESPN b) The History Channel, Animal Planet, or Discovery, or c) Food Network. I think I’m missing things, though.
This was great, Mals, even if I am super duper not interested in sports. 🙂 (My running joke is that I avoid games that involve balls flying at you, but I usually get an eye roll in response.) But I love the images and associations conjured up. Perhaps this is part of my aversion to sports, seeing as how I associate baseball with the time I fell from a ten foot drop flat on my face during my brother’s baseball game. So when I think of baseball I think of blood, the smell of barkdust (which is what I landed on, and most likely also had up my nose), and snow cones (what they gave me to put on my face to slow the swelling). Of course, I don’t dislike snow cones and hold no grudge against barkdust, so go figure.
Oy Ms Kitty! You made me laugh [balls coming at you] and you made me, well not cry but gasp a little bit [fall from a 10 ft drop]!! I think it’s only natural that you would have an aversion after that – who could blame you?!
I think based on your memories some of the Cuir Venenum would be in order. What did Daisy call it? ace bandages and grape cool aid? LOL.
I guess that’d be a grape sno-cone in Kitty’s case! (ouch!)
SNORT! (Now, that was just mean…)
Probably rude of me to laugh…but I did! Especially at the mental image of a snow cone being used as first aid.
Oh, not rude at all. My family makes jokes about it all the time. 🙂
I remember crying hysterically, and then laughing a little bit when someone in the concession stand said, “We need ice… Here, stick a snow cone on her face.” And then I went back to crying.
Dang!! see? this is why bleachers freak me out! Exactly why I can’t stomach being more than 2 or 3 rows up—glad you seem to have escaped serious injury and regained an appreciation for sno-cones. but DANG! 10 ft on your face …OW!
I should have explained *what* I fell from, but I felt like my story was long enough. While I have fallen from bleachers before (you name it, and I can fall over it, trip on it, or run into it), I had actually fallen from a piece of play equipment at the school across the street from the ballpark. But yes, you’re right– bleachers are really scary.
Oh, poor you!
Obviously, your nose has recovered. 🙂 Perhaps you can overcome your aversion… come see a Carolina League game with me, and we’ll bring sniffies in my purse…
And games that you pay to see (MLB and minor league) are usually held in stadia where there are nice concrete steps with molded seats, no bleachers to fall off…
It’s debatable whether or not my nose recovered. 🙂 I tried to talk my insurance into plastic surgery several years ago, but they didn’t go for it. I’ve been told my best hope is breaking it again, not something I’m going to do voluntarily.
I don’t know if you want me at a game! I went to a Mariners game a couple years ago, and people got mad because I would get confused and cheer for the wrong team.
Sounds like me watching a football game.
What a delightful and unexpected topic for perfume–loved it!
I enjoyed going to my boys’ little league games and listening–not just to the things you mentioned, but the local gossip, the birds, when the ball and bat finally connect, the smack of a well caught ball into the leather of the glove and the distant rumble of an approaching thunderstorm. That screams summer to me.
I never ever wore perfume to game or gave it a thought when my boys were young and I think I missed out after reading your piece. Would have been another excuse to try something new!
By the way, my father coached baseball and football for years so dinner discussions were often centered on the games. When you know baseball well, a no-hitter is so exciting. To those who don’t know or love the game–it can be a big bore which I liken to soccer. Keep hearing how “boring” the World Cup games are because the scores are so low. Makes me wonder if they think that about a baseball shutout!
Happy 4th!
Oh, you’re right about the low soccer scores, Tiara! If you know the game well enough, almost anything is food for analysis.
The recreation-league games are fun, when you can relax and just enjoy the surroundings. I wore Guerlain Vega to one of those games last month, and had so much fun sniffing my way through it.
And happy Fourth to you too!
As a season ticket holder I will be wearing only Vanilla Lavender Body Butter from Lavanila to the next game I get to attend. My whole family on both sides is pretty much baseball obsessed. We take turns going to the games. DH is a former professional minor league player – so no choice for me now. 😉
You did a great job Mals of describing going to a ticketed game! With all those wonderful smells going on, I don’t want to overwhelm with any strong scents from lil ol’ me. For me, the lavendar scent is a great companion to the leather and grass scents and the vanilla blends well the foodie smells… sausage with the works, popcorn, peanuts, beer etc!
Lavender-vanilla is a good choice for not competing with the food. (Oh, that sausage… with peppers and onions… yum.)
And I’m sure your house is as baseball mad as mine is… maybe more so. All my kids have been brainwashed by my husband, and they’re all enormous Red Sox fans. A few years ago I caught my boys (then 6 and 8) arguing over some board game they were playing, and the older one shouting furiously at his brother (who HAS been known to, um, bend the rules from time to time): “CHEATER CHEATER DEREK JETER!!” See? They’re so brainwashed they even hate NY Yankees for no reason.
Where did your husband play, if you don’t mind my asking?
Uh-oh, unwanted emoticon alert.. that would be, “the boys were then ages 6 and 8.”
It’s never no reason where the Yankees are concerned. It’s a question of *which* reason!
Hmm. The CEO would agree with you.
I think one of the reasons Gaze’s outburst was so hilarious is that he’s such a *quiet* child. And all of a sudden, he’s shouting at his brother and comparing him to one of the Hated Yankees? Funny.
Hi Mals,
DH was in the Minnesota Twins organization. I met him when he was playing for the Fort Myers Miracles. He ended his career playing Triple A for the Rochester Red Wings. He was killer in his uniform ~sigh~ and he always smelled like grass and popcorn when he wasn’t wearing his cologne. 😉 Ahh the good ol’ days….
Sorry DH just corrected me – he began his career playing for the Twins but ended his career in Rochester playing for the Baltimore Orioles…me bad, sorry! And we met while he was under no contract playing in Fort Meyers FL …I can’t keep track – we’ve been married a long time…LOL!
Oh, how cool! And I’ll just bet he looked wonderful in his uniform…
grass and popcorn, huh?
Nice post Mals….makes me want to go see a game in person. It’s been years.
Oh, go. Pack up J and your CEO and go see a game… isn’t there a minor league team somewhere near you? I think in some ways those are even more fun. They’re certainly cheaper – you can get good reserved seats right over the dugouts at our local MiLB stadium for $7 a person, versus $45 a person for those good seats we had at Camden Yards recently.
I am sure there are some cute boys playing at local colleges now! All this baseball talk is just reminding me that I grew up in the town where they have the annual AAABA baseball tournament each summer – Johnstown, PA. It was such a scene of big hair and cute boys you have no idea!!!
And, just remembering something else: each summer for the past 4 years we’ve had one of our Scranton Wilkes-Barre Yankees player come to the library for a special story hour. The kids love it! The first year we did it in like 2005 or 2006 (can’t remember now!) we had Shane Victorino (of the SWB Red Barons at that time) at the library *right* before he was sent up to the Phillies! Woo hoo! All those kids got signed baseballs from him. He was very nice.
How cool! Most of the minor leaguers we’ve met have been super nice.
We got to see Daniel Nava play in the minor leagues last summer, before he got called up to Boston, and hit a GRAND SLAM homer on his very first major league at-bat. It was really exciting to realize, Hey, we’ve talked to that guy!
During the winter, we’re just about 20 mins from the Washington Nationals winter training facility and for the life of me, I cannot figure out why we never made it over there for a game even once. Must correct that next year!
I don’t think that I’ve ever worn scent to a game – and not necessarily because I don’t think that it fits there. I suppose that it’s probably because I haven’t attended a game since becoming a perfumista and would have thought that I was “wasting” my perfume on a game before that.
I still don’t know if I’d wear anything or not – it tends to be really hot here during baseball season (although they close the roof if it’s too beastly) and I’d be afraid of even the most innocuous scent blooming in the heat at such close quarters. If I did wear something, it would be a light, summer fragrance or a clean, white musk – I think. Unless it was fall and the weather started to cool – then I’d have to rethink my strategy.
Yeeaaah, living in Had- uh, I mean, Texas in the summer, might make a big difference. It’s been hot here, but only in the low-to-mid 90’s, which you Texans laugh at. “Hot? That’s not hot, we’ll show you HOT!” It’s hard to go wrong with anything that’s suitable for warm weather.
We watch a lot of Red Sox games (don’t blame me, The CEO’s been a Boston fan since he was 8, through thick and thin, win or lose) on TV, and frequently the temps there, particularly at a night game early or late in the season, can get chilly. You’ll see people wearing jackets and hats, huddled under blankets.
I think that you had it right the first time – years ago, we took at trip to San Francisco in July, which was lovely. Nice and cool, fabulous weather. We flew back and just stepping from the plane to the jetway was unspeakable – I turned to my husband and said “we live in Hell; why do we live in Hell?”
Of course, when we just have some lovely crisp weather in the winter and everyone else is buried in snow for months on end, that’s when I remember to appreciate the climate here.
I kind of like snow. (CEO hates it; it’s hard to feed cows in the snow.)
But when we get snow, it’s typically gone within the week. (Exception this past winter.) It doesn’t hang around long enough to really wear out its welcome.
I have been happily awaiting this post since you mentioned doing it on your blog…it was well worth the wait. You hit this one outta the ballpark…..and how fun to see it here!
I have loved the game since I was a tot, can never put my finger exactly why, but love it I do. The fragrances are certainly an intoxicating part of it all…even when watching a game on TV, I have scent associations; mostly of yummy things on the grill, and my yummy husband next to me on the couch! I would swear I could smell the field, too, but that’s probably just the neighbors mowing their lawn, 🙂
When I am lucky enough to catch a game on person, I generally turn to L’Artisan Verte Violette, Crabtree & Evelyn Evelyn Rose, or whichever Paris Rose flanker it is that I have but can never remember the name of.Thanks for an awesome article……though I was expecting a thigh reference? ;o)
Aww, JF, thanks!
I had to learn to love the game. And it’s still really hard for me to be in the room with my husband when there’s a game on TV that Really Counts: he yells a lot. It’s a little scary. But somehow if we go see a game, I find myself yelling a lot too. We love to go get those seats right over the home team dugout at the local MiLB field – you can sit there and yell, “Get a hit, Miguel!” when the second baseman gets up to bat, and Miguel can actually HEAR YOU. I love that.
Not to mention that you could be ogling the catcher’s thighs. (And there you go, the obligatory thigh reference. I’m trying to restrain myself. 😉 )
Well, OK, like Miss Kitty V, I’m not a sports fan. But I vote for those jammy-like baseball outfits. Let’s just say that they’re the most flattering in the world of sports uniforms. 😉
Yes. Yesyesyes.
I have a thing for catchers and their manly thighs.
Thunder thighs, oh yes! But I like the slim guys in those uniforms, too. It’s a nice, natural look – no big ugly pads like in football.
Mals, congrats on your article. It was great fun to read! Like you, my wedding vows must have included, “… and allow him to watch baseball on TV.” My sweet husband, who is a longtime Giants fan and walking baseball statistics resource, has taken me to a couple of games. He did lure me with the promise of hot dogs and beer, and he rolled his eyes that first time when I put a paperback in my tote bag (I never pulled it out, BTW – I’d have embarrassed myself).
For a fragrance? I like the others’ ideas of a light citrus or skin scent, but I also think Dzing could be a logical choice. Dzing always reminds me of freshly-shelled peanuts (probably a mental association more than anything!).
I actually thought of Dzing too H! I was going to leave another comment about that. 🙂
Glad you enjoyed! Have you come around to liking live baseball? I get bored with it on TV, but live games are another matter.
There must be some gene that allows some men to become walking sports stats books. My brother has it as well. (Poor guy – he’s a Pittsburgh fan, so he’s had little enough to celebrate lately.)
Dzing! was one of the samples/decants I took with me to that recent Red Sox-Orioles game I mentioned on my blog, and my husband really, really liked it. (I mean, making appreciative noises over my wrist and resniffing and making more appreciative noises.) I think I like it, too – but it is awfully Animal Fur/Dung to my nose as well as sawdusty-vanilla-nutty goodness, and I wasn’t sure I could take that in the heat.
I think you’re right about Dzing in the heat. Maybe for an early or late season game! I kind of like the culture/atmosphere of a ball game, more than the game itself. And the hot dogs and beer. 😉 I do find the different kinds of pitches interesting, too. They’re rather mysterious.
Dzing! was the first scent that occurred to me as I was reading your post; also ELO’s Divin’ Enfant…
Dzing is perfect! It reminds me of baseball games, and of the circus too.
Here in SF-it’s actually freezing at the beginning of season, so sillage-monsters aren’t too bad because they diffuse quickly.
Why, oh why are hot dogs so much better at a ballpark?! Does anyone know the answer?! 😉
No, but it’s SO true!!!
I agree… don’t know why they’re so good at the ballpark, but they are.
Probably has something to do with the warm sunshine and cold beer?
In SF-they serve garlic fries, sushi and fried calamari (along with the customary, BBQ, hot dogs, and peanuts) at the ball park, it must be a location-specific food item…..
At Great American Ball Park in Cincinnati, they serve Skyline Chili who is known for their 3 ways — mind out of the gutter — which is spaghetti with chili and cheese on top). A local “delicacy”!
That sounds yummy!
When I eat dogs, which isn’t often, I do a chili-cheese-slaw dog with raw onions on top. I do that once a year but boy is it good…..
Thank you for that wonderful post! When you mentioned the buzz of cicadas a memory of watching my dad play softball in the early summer evening hit me. The smell of grass and sand underneath the swings in the park nearby.
Oh, so glad you enjoyed! Those childhood memories are so rich, aren’t they?
Mals, your mention above of the yelling during The Games That Count reminded me of my brothers, who would just get SO disgusted when their team was blowing it 🙂 And my mother would have one baseball game on the TV and another on the radio LOL Thanks for prompting these memories with your lovely article!
I’m not a fan, but some friends took me to a night-time triple A game a few years ago that was a lot of fun and a fantastic excuse to eat hotdogs. On a cool evening like that one, I think I’d wear PdN Vie de Chateau, which reminds me of the smell of cool damp summer grass and fresh summer evenings in the country and would go just fine with the hotdogs and beer, in spite of its French roots.
My housemate used to do the tv/radio combo and I would stop in to watch and wonder what the hell was going on (before I knew what he was doing).
True sports nuts! Such an odd phenomenon when you think about it…wish I’d inherited that multi-tasking gene, though 🙂
Noz, I’m able to do some multitasking, but not with sports. For one thing, I don’t care about them to the degree that seems necessary! My husband will frequently watch football games on TV with the sound turned down, and the same game on the radio, because the TV announcers seem inane to him. I don’t think he’s ever done two different games, though.
Vie de Chateau is one of the few PdNs I haven’t smelled yet – that’s the hay/leather/herbal one, right? I’m guessing it would be really pleasant for an informal evening outdoors (with hot dogs!) I’m still far more interested in live games than anything televised, because there’s so much to see.
Yes, that’s the one. According to luckyscent, the notes include tobacco and grapefruit, too. I was getting almost a pineapple vibe initially when I put it on yesterday, along with the grass and leather. I liked it so much that I ordered up samples of all the other PdN masculines (also because the PdN feminines that I’ve tried, though lovely, are just a bit to girly for me). Haven’t had a chance to test them, yet, though.
It’s true, there’s a whole experience of being somewhere that you don’t get on television.
I’m glad you posted this, N. Putting in on my must-try list. I seem to love a hay note!
Always more fun to see classical music performed live, too. I tend to get mesmerized by violin bows moving in unison.
I tend to find PdN’s “unisex” scents on the masculine side for me, so perhaps I wouldn’t do well with Vie de Chateau. Never know until I try, though.
Great post mals! The only time I have watched baseball is during the 2000 Sydney Olympics. It’s not a big sport in Australia where cricket reigns supreme. Me, I love football and am loving the World Cup atm even though the Socceroos are out. Going for Germany now as my mother is German- when supporting Australia in football you have to have a second team!
Tomorrow, the 4th July is my son’s 18th birthday- I will have to send him to the U.S one day for his birthday as we don’t celebrate your Independence Day! I’m sure he would think the fireworks were for him!
It’s generally a lovely time of the year to be in the US, too, if you don’t mind the possibility of a heat wave. Happy birthday to your son!
Happy birthday to your son! A few years ago, my husband was in Australia doing some research on international beef markets, and spent the evening of July 4th at the US embassy in Canberra. The ambassador had wanted to have a “real American” celebration, so he made special arrangements with the Customs Dept. to have barbecued ribs flown in from a restaurant in Memphis (all the uneaten food had to be incinerated on the premises!). I think my husband ate himself silly.
My brother played soccer year-round for several years, so I understand the game well enough to enjoy watching it occasionally, but it’s not a favorite. Are you an Aussie-rules footy fan too?
World Cup madness! This is the first WC in *ages* I’ve been excited about – the prospect of a repeat of the 1974 finale (Germany vs Holland) has me shivering.
Excellent writing. I think Sarah Jessica Parker’s Covet would work well at the ball game – it has cool green notes and lemon but also a nice floral middle.
Thanks, Clare – I did not care much for Covet (I admit that chocolate in perfume is simply Not My Thing), but I can see how it would work well in the situation.
Nice article!! My friend used to have season tickets to the Giants at Candlestick but we lost interest after one of the interminable greed-driven strikes. I have only been to one game at AT&T Park – what a beautiful stadium, though!
And yes! There is a place for fruity florals!! Although for the game I might wear Tokyo Milk Poe’s Tobacco – it is rather greenish and weird. Or Mugler Cologne or CdG Vetiverru.
Ah, tobacco has certainly been part of the baseball tradition – and so much better in perfume than as hazardous smoke! Now I’m very curious to sample that Tokyo milk.
Tama, I think you’re right – tobacco fits right in with baseball. I have yet to try any Tokyo Milk scents, but Poe’s Tobacco was one that caught my attention. Cologne-type scents do seem to work well, they’re so refreshing.
Fruity florals! There are some I do really like, and casual summer evenings are made for them.
Great article, Mals! I’m not a baseball fan per se, but my partner is…If you are reading this, Hi Sweetie!!
He’s got that game pulsing through his veins and he is a veritable encyclopedia of all-things-baseball, stats, etc. I’m ashamed to say that I’ve only made a half-hearted attempt at the “vows” – I mean why do games really need to take 5+ hours and go into the wee hours of the night for peat’s sake? It doesn’t help that his favorite team is on the left coast…sigh – and every time baseball season comes around I have to work very hard not to complain every time he is lost in the world of ESPN’s MLB live-play by play website. (I think I complain only 30% of time). Oh and that Bull Durham reference…. We used to live there…drove by the stadium and Annie’s house daily. I miss it so much, already! I’d happily wear some Shalimar to a NC baseball game (if I actually could stand Shalimar, that is), just so that I could remind myself of my femininity in a sea of testoterone and dirt. That’s probably what Annie was up to, come to think of it! In my case – since Shalimar ain’t my thing – 31 RC would probably fit that bill! Cheers!
Glad you enjoyed! Luckily for me, we’re in the same time zone as my husband’s favorite team, so the games that go really late are few. (And the TV isn’t in the bedroom, so the late games don’t really bother me anyway. Although he DID wake me up by shouting at the TV during one of those ACLS games in 2003 – the Red Sox were playing the Yankees, and the manager left ace pitcher Pedro Martinez in the game late enough that the Yanks scored several times. I was awakened by roars of rage and despair: “TAKE OUT PEDRO! YOU IDIOT! TAKE OUT PEDRO!!! AAAAUUUUGGGHHH!”)
I’m not much of a Shalimar fan myself, except on wet fall days when there’s woodsmoke in the air, but it is definitely a Femme Fatale scent, and that is definitely what Annie was going for! Our local MiLB team is Carolina League (although no longer the Buccaneers, which was the Salem team at the time the movie was filmed).
Mals…what an awesome article. As a mother of two boys, who used to hate baseball but now has no choice but to love it, your article really resonates. We went to a baseball game tonight and will be at another on the 4th. For me Dior Addict works so well. ..It’s loud (I promise to be careful with my application) and fun and just out there to have a good time…perfect
Thanks, Tara. I can see Dior Addict working just fine – it fits the Trashy Fun category, doesn’t it? I wore Alien to a Red Sox-Orioles game last month, and it was terrific with all the food smells.
I like watching my boys play (and my daughter played softball, but there’s no longer a rec league team for her age) – but the constant round of practices and games puts such a burden on our evenings while the season is going on… sigh.
Mals,
We are going to a Red Sox-Orioles game tomorrow at Fenway (Is there a better way to spend the 4th?) and if I had Alien I’d wear it, but I only brought Addict on vacation (well I brought Nuit du Tubereuse too, but that is really not a Red Sox game scent).
I totally understand the game/practice issue, it’s great but it does take its toll!!!
Have a great 4th!
Tara
Hey, Tara – hope the game was good! We were busy and didn’t watch it on TV.
How did Addict work?
Mals, that was a lovely, lovely article, thank you so much for sharing 😀 *sits in her chair for a moment happily meditating*
For me, baseball carries an entirely different set of olfactory memories: The scent of dry dirt, well-tended grass, sweaty young cousins bundled in baseball jackets, old wooden benches, dust, push-up tamarind candy or gummy candies or cotton candy or the mint-chlorophyll of Clorets gum or a host of other well-known Mexican candies, petrol and diesel fuels being burned along with the occasional whiff of motor oil as cars drive by, with the background being Mexico City during Christmas. My cousins all played baseball in their youth, and I have always only been able to see them during the holiday season, so we’d always have a family game when I visited and I’d go see some of their Little League games. (The games with 2 and 3 year olds, with what I affectionately refer to as “The Diaper League,” were fountains of cuteness. Small kids in diapers learining how to play baseball = major squeeage.) Now I’m nostalgic…. 🙂
What a beautiful and entirely different image – thank you for sharing it, NinaraPoll!
Thanks, Ninara! And what an evocative description of your baseball memories, thanks for sharing. It sounds like a precious piece of your past. (I can see the babies toddling around with bats now… hope nobody got clonked with a bat. 😮 )
My son went to a football game in Sydney with his football club a few weeks ago and came reporting, with considerable satisfaction, that they were selling sushi. A bit of a change from the meat pies and chips that used to dominate. Okay, so I’m sure they are still available too!
Sushi!! Too funny. Although, I guess, it would be great finger food, which is what most sporting-events food tends to be. (I’ll bet you don’t get corn dogs there in Australia…)
Wow, this may now be my favorite NST post! We were supposed to go to a game last night (Aurora [NY] Doubledays), but the heat index was 102 around the time we needed to leave, and it just seemed like not a good idea — even with a citrusy cologne at hand. The last game I went to was Sox vs. Royals at Fenway at the end of May, and I wore Ninfeo Mio. I’d just purchased a new Lutens that morning, but decided it would be Too Much for the ballpark. This all happened on what amounts to our summer vacation — lest anyone think that I regularly buy a Lutens FB in the morning and then go to Fenway in the evening; my everyday budget does NOT look like that!
Late to the party, but I’m just catching up with NST after a camping trip. Great topic, Mals! Of course, I understand that most people will associate baseball with long, hot summer days, but I grew up in the SF bay area. . . wearing a ski jacket and wool socks for night games at Candlestick. Even day games called for warm clothing, frankly, in the fog and bay breeze. So my best choices of scent (not that I was wearing any at that age) would have been– well, whatever would suit a cool, windy day on a sailboat, I suppose!