Today was one of those rare days when it’s like the heavenly bodies align to bring together so many things I love – perfume, 18th century France, The Institute for Art & Olfaction AND The Wallace Collection – into one gorgeously fragrant gift from the gods… Continue reading
Creeping into Manchester Square…
4160 Tuesdays’ Paris 1948 is a perfume constructed with a couture sensibility. It develops on the skin seamlessly, its notes gently meandering together to project a soft-focus sophistication, cocooning around me with a veiled opacity that is at once aloof and incredibly alluring. It skims the body like an exquisitely tailored shift dress; its beauty lies not what is obviously apparent, but what is underneath.
The Graces in a High Wind, James Gillray 1810
Yes, I do realize it is a complete waste of energy to be annoyed for it being windy, but that doesn’t make my hair resent it any less.
bgirl rhapsody 