Viva La Diva!
Ina of Aromascope came up with a very fun idea of compiling a list of Diva Scents (please check Aromascope for her choices). Diva is the term derived from the Latin word “divus”, “a divine one”, and in its original use described a woman of exceptional talent, more specifically a great female opera singer. Nowadays the term is applied to very popular non-operatic performers and is often used with a negative connotation, implying difficult character, arrogance, tendency to being very high-maintenance, demanding (tea stirred clockwise) and predisposition to tantrums (phones thrown at assistants). Divas are also said to be prone to stealing spotlight from others. All that applied to perfume means a scent that is heady, forceful, with a killer sillage. In short, a Big Scent. I must add that I like many Big Scents, just like I can’t help but like some real-life Divas. The moderate application is the key here. Over-spraying my beloved Fracas would give me as much of a headache as being stuck in a closed space for a day with, say, Barbra Streisand. Then again, over-applying a big floral scent (expect for Giorgio), will not be nearly as disastrous for me as putting on just a tiny drop of an oriental monster like Obsession or Opium. In the same way, I would be loath to spend any time at all in a close proximity to Mariah Carey or Naomi Campbell.
And now for the list. I give the top spots to the Diva Perfumes that I love, the Big Tuberoses (Is there another flower that is quite so naturally diva-like? I don’t think so!): Fracas, that mother of all big floral scents, the strange, kinky Diva Tubereuse Criminelle, and the lustrously beautiful Carnal Flower. The expansive and regal beauty of Patou’s Joy is certainly Diva-like, in the best possible way. So is the languid, creamy charm of DelRae’s bombshell, Amoureuse. As I said above, Giorgio, that Diva from the 1980s, is the one big floral scent that I cannot abide, but it is most certainly a Diva.
Speaking of the 1980s, I will be forever fond of that decade if only because of Poison, my first perfume love. Spicy, sweet, so very sensual, utterly breathtaking, unapologetically heady it is certainly a Diva. Tom Ford’s Black Orchid, which to me seems to be a little bit of a throwback to the 80s and done somewhat in spirit of Poison, is another Diva I adore. The scent for which I will forever hate the 80s is Obsession. The cloying, ambery leviathan is the Diva of which I am not fond, to put it mildly.
Chanel’s recent exclusive release, Coromandel, is the Diva about which I simply cannot make up my mind. On a good day it is exquisitely ornate, deep and gorgeous. On a bad day…it is a dead-ringer for Obsession. So capricious, a true Diva! Opium, the spicy, dark and very, very Big perfume-masterpiece, is a Diva too, and the one that I theoretically admire, but cannot bear, in the same way that I can appreciate the vocal range of Mariah but the sound of her voice tends to hurt my head. (By the way, Carey is said to be launching a perfume, let’s see if it will turn out to be a Diva.)
Which perfumes seem to be Divas to you? Please share!
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