Saturday, May 22, 2010

Yesterday away from you, it froze me deep inside.

CB I Hate Perfume In The Summer Kitchen and Wild Pansy

I have a couple of job interviews coming up. I'm nervous, and...cautiously optimistic. I'd like to think one of them is going to help me find some direction soon, but I don't know for sure.

I've always been a driven person. Always known what I wanted, always preparing for the next step even as I'm finish up the one I'm on. These last few months I've read through every professional guidance book I can find, met with two difference career guidance offices more than once, and yet here I am, still struggling to make the next step, to commit to a path. It was easier without anyone else to consider, but I'm older now. I've got a partner to think of, and four cats who I love a great deal and who I would never abandon after saving them from a life without love or a home. From youth's perspective, so much of adulthood looks like self-betrayal and compromise.

From my now more middling age, I see that it's not about compromise. It's about choice. You make choices, every day, about what's important to you. I could get in my car tomorrow and walk away, but I choose not to. Because I love. Because I have a home and a family now, and I don't always have to be running, all the time. I choose to be anchored. And once you recognize that, you become more at ease with the in-between spaces. So for now, I live in-between and I explore my options, especially the ones that allow me time to enjoy being with my family.

For someone who scores off the charts as risk avoidant on personality tests that assess risk aversion, it's a strange and sometimes anxious place to be.

Now, on to the perfume.

 CB I Hate Perfume In The Summer Kitchen

According to CB I Hate Perfume,
The Story: My house in the country is tiny. It was originally built as the summer kitchen on my family's farm. Even after a good deal of renovation and sandblasting, the woodwork and rafters still smell faintly of two centuries of cooking. I find this comforting. Now, on summer evenings, I lie quietly on a sofa in the summer kitchen beside the open window. I watch the fireflies light across a field of alfalfa. It is totally peaceful and I'm perfectly happy. A gentle breeze blows across my face carrying the scent of the vegetables and herbs growing just beneath the window. The scent is fresh and green and wonderful.

The Scent: Fresh garden vegetables & herbs on a clear summer evening with a touch of smoked old wooden rafters.
I've never been shy about expressing my love for the work of Christopher Brosius. His work breaks traditional concepts of perfumery, defying concepts of what perfume should smell like and what kinds of perfumes individuals should wear. Most of the time it really works for me. There is a rare occasion, though, when it doesn't, no matter how many runs I make at it. This is one of those times.

In The Summer Kitchen is a strange, hot, mishmash of scents. My first impressions are basil, tomatoes, and heat, literally. I don't know how to describe the smell of hot, but this isn't a particular food baking or hot concrete or even hot wind. The closest thing I can think of is the liquid heat canisters they use to warm serving chafes, the kind that burn with that blue flame. The whole experience is kind of like the scent of stewing tomatoes beginning to burn, or that dark brown style of salsa they serve warm with some sterno stirred in and then the whole thing set aflame. It's got a coppery, metallic smell that isn't like blood so much as a really hot penny.

In The Summer Kitchen is one of the most unique scents I've ever smelled. There is, as far as I can tell, literally nothing like it. Unfortunately, in this particular case, it doesn't work for me. I'd like to try the home spray, though. I think that has some potential.

In The Summer Kitchen is available direct from the perfumer in a perfume absolute in 15ml for $65.00 or a water perfume in 100ml for $65.00. There is also a home spray and there are samples. Samples are also available from The Perfumed Court or Luckyscent.

Couldn't find any full reviews of this one, though there were a few mentions on Basenotes.

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CB I Hate Perfume Wild Pansy

According to CB I Hate Perfume,
The Story: Assigning gender to scent is a largely a 20th century convention. Perfume for women and cologne for men began when Paris couturiers began issuing fragrance from their houses. Prior to that, people simply wore whatever scents appealed most to them. I've always thought that approach is best

Flowers have come to be associated largely with perfumes for women yet many flowers such as jasmine and violet have long been worn by men and are still often used in many male fragrances. Violet was a popular scent with men during the Belle Epoque and the Edwardian era. Even today the familiar smell of barber shop is very much about Violet & Iris.

I've never divided my scents between men & woman so I made Wild Pansy to be enjoyed by all.

The Scent: Wild Pansy is actually the smell of wild violets growing in the forest very crisp grassy & casual.

This one reminds me of wet grass and herbs and violets all picked and ground together, their wetness crushed up in the bottom of the beautiful white marble pestle I used to keep above my refrigerator. This is less green than I am a Dandelion and darker than Wild Hunt. It's a lovely wet summer scent that is warm in a gentle, non-aggressive way.

Do I smell a hint of irises in there? Maybe a tiny bit. It's good, though. It gives the scent a little bit of a root-like note. After about an hour, there's a sweetness to it that reminds me of baking cinnamon oatmeal cookies. That piece isn't particularly strong, but it is particular, but warm and sweet. One the whole, a very nice scent. I'd buy it.

Wild Pansy is available direct from the perfumer in a perfume absolute in 15ml for $65.00 or a water perfume in 100ml for $65.00, as well as samples.

Samples are also available from The Perfumed Court or Luckyscent.

"And I know I was wrong
when I said it was true
that it couldn't be me
and be her
in between
without you,
without you."

- "In Between Days," The Cure
(You can listen to the song here)

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3 comments:

The Left Coast Nose said...

Break a leg, D-- I know the right job will come along for you. And if you are half as impressive in person as you are in writing, you will *crush* those interviews!

CB is in love with that tomato quality that he's nailed so well. I'm like you-- I think he's a genius. But in his genius, he rubs up against what smells correct and what smells good. As in: I love the smell of tomatoes, and even all of the weird green bitter strangeness of the plants themselves. But disembodied, separate from the plant itself, it is a smell I find unsettling, and I can't make any peace with it.

This notion of gendered scent is so interesting to me-- I wish there were a definitive history on the subject...

Diana said...

Thanks for the encouragement. The first interview (phone) went well enough to get me into the second round. Tomorrow a face to face. Fingers crossed!

K910athrinA_Petrin0 said...

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