Hermès will launch Twilly d’Hermès, a new fragrance for women, in August. Twilly is aimed at young women, and named for the brand’s narrow Twilly scarves…
2 shower gels ~ quick body product reviews & a quick “what’s in your shower” poll
Early last year I posted about 4 shower gels, and 3 of the gels currently on rotation in my shower were reviewed at that time: Weleda Sea Buckthorn, Lush Happy Hippy, EO Grapefruit & Mint. The Roger & Gallet Rose is long gone and was not replaced, ditto with a tube of Weleda Wild Rose; thanks to some very kind readers, I am well stocked with the perennial favorite Lush Rose Jam. Today, two recent favorites: Lush Wash Behind Your Ears and Hermès Eau de Pamplemousse Rose.
Lush Wash Behind Your Ears
This one was the subject of a daily lemming way back in February, but as usual it took me a good long while to do anything about it…
Hermes Eau des Merveilles Bleue ~ fragrance review
It would appear that Hermès is doing a flanker to 2004’s Eau des Merveilles every so often, but waiting at least two years, sometimes more, between iterations. In addition to the original, we’ve now got Elixir des Merveilles (candied orange peel + vanilla biscuit) from 2006, Eau Claire des Merveilles (citrus soda + cosmetic powder) from 2010, and L’Ambre des Merveilles (amber + more amber) from 2012. Eau des Merveilles Bleue is the latest, and the first from house perfumer Christine Nagel. I was only middling excited about it, because it’s blue. I like the color, but in fragrance, blue implies a particular smell-meaning, and in this case the description followed the color-coding: “the magic of the ocean and the colour of the sky”, plus “washed in sea spray” and “the taste of water on pebbles”. That sounds suspiciously like many other blue fresh, sporty, aquatic / ozonic fragrances, which are not generally my cup of tea.
And so it turns out…
Listening to a perfume
Perfumer Jean-Claude Ellena talks about Chinese gardens and perfume, for Hermès Le Jardin de Monsieur Li.
Top 10 Spring Fragrances 2017
1946: French writer Colette went to Switzerland, where she would undergo treatment for severe and painful arthritis. She was delighted to find that the sparrows around her lodgings in Geneva were tame. They flew into her room from the balcony, slept under her bed, ate from her hands. They would even chirp protests when she would lock them out of the bathroom as she bathed. One day she found a pair of sparrows snuggling in a fold of her bedspread. She startled them and they flew away. Colette wrote:
This gave me fair warning that the time was not far off when I should discover one individual among their small, indefinite band, the particular one, the one who preferred me and was mine by preference. With the animal world, we are subject to the same perils every time. To choose, to be chosen, to love: the very next moment we are beset by anxiety, the danger of loss, and the fear of spreading regret. What an array of big words when the subject is but a sparrow! Yes, a sparrow. In love, there is never a question of smallness. 1
A perfect segue to the love for, and smallness of…perfumes…