Saturday, January 31, 2009

Sensoria

Continuing a recent theme of the evocative nature of scent, this website, I Hate Perfume, contains some intriguingly-named perfumes, the descriptions of which, while they often skate perilously close to laughable, are more interesting than, for instance, the revolting cheap knock-offs on sale in a chemist's shop near my flat in Byres Road, Glasgow, in the early 1990s: if you liked Christian Dior's POISON (a late 1980s, overpoweringly strong and cloyingly sweet scent which was unpleasant enough in itself), you could buy the charmingly titled KILL ME in a nasty purple bottle just differentiated enough to avoid a lawsuit; instead of Calvin Klein's OBSESSION, you could buy a classy amber coffret containing COMPULSION.

Christopher Brosius ("CB"), the "olfactory artist" behind I Hate Perfume, can create custom perfumes, but is currently not taking orders, so I'm afraid Childhood tantrum ends in woodshed is out for the moment; but I think Gathering apples may be an acceptable substitute. It's described as "Thousands of ripe red Mackintosh apples and a bit of old weathered wood from the bushel baskets".

7 comments:

Claire said...

Perfume is such a personal thing that it baffles me when I hear of people buying it as a gift (unless they're getting someone the scent they wear anyway). With one exception, all the perfumes I've been given I've hated.

LottieP said...

...the exception?

Claire said...

Tristan's sister Susie gave me Lauren by Ralph Lauren (discontinued I think). I loved it at the time, perhaps just because it was my first perfume.

LottieP said...

Try this. You have to acknowledge the risk that you might loathe it now, though.

Claire said...

Mmmm, not sure I would. I seem to have a predilection for Ralph Lauren's perfumes.

Gillian Haggart said...

this one means a lot to me...there's a lot I could say...

I remember reading a book called Perfume...bending open the spine as a horrible smelly coach dragged itself out of a dank pitch dark 5am edinbugh bus station taking me on a lonely -but sun-tanned up- Turkish holdiay via Glasgow airport one summer when I was 20.....I remember too that I have to deliver a lecture next weekend...or quite soon - eeek! on the subject of copyright and art- and vis the Poison bottle- is that passing off (passsssing OAF) or copyright eh? eh? eh?
Gxxxxx

LottieP said...

Say more, Gillian, say more!

Passin' oaf it undoubtedly was, and I don't know how they got away with it, the imitations being such piss-poor efforts as to be actively damaging to the original brand.