The Return of Summer
Well, summer dropped back into Southern California for a special visit. It was 96 yesterday in the Hills of Beverly and it's supposed to be about the same today. So much for finishing that review of the blood-type fragrance, today was all about the pursuit of Air Conditioning and summery scents.
The one that I grabbed for on my way out the door yesterday was Annick Goutal's oft overlooked Eau de Sud, Hadrien's younger, brasher brother. I love Hadrien, but in serious heat it tends to take to it's boudoir fanning itself.
The one I think I'm grabbing today is another Hadrien cousin, Les Nuits d'Hadrien. This adds a little oomph onto the blameless citrus with juniper and a touch of spice that won't die out waiting for the bus.
Of course, I could bring out the big guns: Uncle Serge's Gris Clair has an opening lavender that's chillier than a trip to a meat locker.
In the interest of sucking up some AC I stopped into Nordstrom on my way home and found what might be a new like, if not a total love: J B Eau de Parfum by Jack Black. I'll refer you to their website for the list of notes, since I can't say that I was discerning them well individually (I only did one spritz on my wrist while dawdling in the men's department. It's a perfect scent for a line devoted to mens grooming: it smells sort of familiar to anyone who has ever been to a barbershop, but modern enough that it's not going to make you think of grandpa. Well done, Mr. Black.
J B is $70 for 3.4 ounces, practically everywhere. I sampled at Nordstrom. The others were from my own collection and are old enough that they may not reflect what is being sold under that name these days...
Image: Painting Summer Heat by Mark Bowles. Love his work..