My latest post on Now Smell This is a review of Jo Malone Peony & Blush Suede. You can read it here.
My latest post on Now Smell This is a review of Jo Malone Peony & Blush Suede. You can read it here.

My latest post on Now Smell This is a review of the fragrance Flower of Immortality from By Kilian. You can read it here.

From the ages of ten to thirteen, I was fanatical about Ellen Conford’s fiction. Throughout junior high school, I read and re-read every book that she had written for young adults, reveling in her writing style as much as her stories about the everyday ups and downs of teen life.
Some of my favorites in the Conford oeuvre were Seven Days to a Brand New Me and We Interrupt This Semester for an Important Bulletin—I even presented an oral book report on the latter title to my sixth-grade language arts class. One Conford novel that has been on my mind over the past few weeks, as I’ve watched the local children and pre-teens return from summer camp, is Hail, Hail Camp Timberwood (1978).
Continue reading “My Back Pages: Perfume in “Hail, Hail Camp Timberwood””
I don’t know why I even bother to read the Real Estate section of The New York Times. I’m not looking for a new place, and even if I were, I’m certainly not in the same income bracket as the people they feature in columns like “The Hunt” or articles like today’s “The Gold Mine in the Hall,” about older apartment buildings that repurpose former hallway closets or unused stairwells as additional rooms for existing apartments.
Here’s the story behind the bathroom in the picture above:
Continue reading “Things That Make You Go Hmmm: Perfume in the (Luxury) Bathroom”

I went to see “The Talented Mr. Ripley” in the theater when it was released in 1999, and I’ve re-watched it multiple times over the years. I enjoy this movie for many reasons—Italian locations! 1950s fashions! tightly plotted psychological suspense!—and a perfume moment never hurts.
In one scene, Tom Ripley (played by Matt Damon) sits at a portable typewriter to compose a letter that he will then sign as “Dickie Greenleaf,” another major character. (This story includes many themes of doubling and assumed identities; that’s all I’ll say.) Next to the typewriter sits a package from the venerable Florentine apothecary and perfumery Santa Maria Novella.