I wouldn’t mind smelling like I sat around in a Paris cafe chain smoking, drinking coffee and wine and writing the most important novel of the century. If only the most brilliant writers knew their work was great. Not a chance. The best writers spend most of the day wallowing in self-loathing. Dead Writers Perfume evokes literary genius with a blend tobacco, vetiver, black tea, musk and vanilla. Now people will smell your despair the moment you enter a room. But you wouldn’t have it any other way. [Etsy]
The British Advertising Standards Authority strikes again! The ad censorship watchdog, responsible for putting the kibosh on everything from scummy American Apparel ads to a photo of an underage Dakota Fanning holding a perfume bottle between her legs for Marc Jacobs, is cracking down on another campaign. Next up on the chopping block is a Chanel Coco Mademoiselle fragrance commercial starring Keira Knightley. Keep reading »
Say what you will about him, but Adam Levine has always given me a crippling case of the skeeves. I know I am in the minority because even my mom thinks he’s sexy, and her idea of a sex symbol is, like, Gregory Peck. Also, he totally serial-dates Victoria’s Secret models with a rapidity rivaled only by Leonardo DiCaprio, so what in the world is wrong with me that every time I land on “The Voice” while channel-surfing, or hear him crooning “Payphone” on the radio, my visceral reaction is to reach for the hand sanitizer?
Anyway, here’s what’s weird: the Maroon 5 frontman is breaking into the fragrance biz for the first time, and it seems to me like Adam is feeling out a new frontier, not just “another bullshit celebrity fragrance.” In fact, he told WWD that he “wanted to do something understated and elegant,” like Tom Ford would do. Adam Levine dropped Tom Ford’s name in reference to his own eponymous line of fragrances. Color me attentive, because that takes balls. The “masterbrand,” which includes both men’s and women’s fragrances, launches at Macy’s this month, and for what it’s worth, the bottles look like microphones. Will you be taking a whiff of Adam’s “woody floral” women’s scent any time soon? [Us Magazine]
I’ll be entirely honest: I treasure the finer things in life, and by “finer things” I mean “expensive stuff and anything with a French name.” This is precisely how I became infatuated with Paris-based candle-crafter and parfumeur (ooh, I just love that word) Diptyque. A cult favorite of fashion people and impossibly chic trust fund babies world-over, if the packaging alone doesn’t make you want to replace every candle in your house with one of their gorgeous glass jars, the compellingly complex scents will. Ever since I stumbled across the brick-and-mortar store a few years back, I’ve been coveting their products with an ardency formerly reserved for shoes (and, who am I kidding, Indian food). While at this point in my life my conscience doesn’t allow for a $65 candle, nor a $45 scented oval (though I’ll happily hand over my mailing address should you want to send me a gift), I can totally get on board with their solid perfumes. Poured into weighty black cases engraved with the iconic Diptyque logo and protected by a small velvet pouch, just carrying one of these tiny treasures in your purse is enough to make you feel like a more refined, more fabulous, more interesting, better-traveled, better-looking person. It’s magic. I swear. They smell pretty good, too — my signature scent is Eau Duelle, a smoky, spicy take on vanilla. [$48, Diptyque]
“It’s called L’Artisan Parfumeur’s Mûre et Musc and I’ve been wearing it since I was 12. My dad wouldn’t let me wear makeup. ‘No daughter of mine is going to look like a whore!’ So my mom compromised with me by letting me get perfume. I got it because the bottle was purple and I didn’t even smell it. I’ve worn it so much to the point that I’ll get in the elevator to get into a club and I’ll get a call from one of my friends being like, ‘Are you at blah blah blah?,’ and I’m like, ‘Yeah… why?’ And they’re like, ‘I smell you in the elevator!’ It’s so funny.
― I’m jealous of Kelly Osbourne, not least because her dad is Ozzy, but because she is basically defining my life dream: to finally find a perfume that’s obscure enough not to be worn by everyone and that I adore enough to be my signature scent for life. I am a total fragrance slut, but I love the idea that people will always associate that scent with you. If only I could stick to the same one for longer than a week! [MTV]
Dear Universe, if you’d be ever so kind as to procure me a bottle of Pizza Hut perfume, I’d be eternally grateful. According to the press release, the Eau De Pizza Hut is “a brand new fragrance from Pizza Hut Canada boasting top notes of freshly baked, hand-tossed dough.”
Ugh, could you even imagine how heavenly it would be to smell like a pizza party all the time? Sadly, only 110 bottles of the sweet nectar were produced — and they’ve already been given out. But, promises Beverly D’Cruz, Marketing and Product Development Director of Pizza Hut Canada, “Who knows what the future has in store?”
May we suggest, Beverly, that you expand the line and produce a pizza sauce gel douche, and a mozzarella body cream? [Gawker]
Hey stoners, guess what? That’s right: in Washington and Colorado, marijuana is now completely legal for recreational use by legal adults (that means anyone over the age of 21). You jealous? I am, but I guess I’ll get over it. While we wait for the other 48 states to come around (or is it 49? Puerto Rico, are you there?), let’s celebrate this very small victory with a selection of eight classy, subtle products, from bougie candles to a soothing body cream, that are either made from or inspired by Cannabis sativa. And please, for the love of god, leave your Bob Marley shirt at home.
I just ran out of the perfume I’d grown attached to — but thankfully this Fresh Hesperides Grapefruit Eau de Parfum arrived in my postal box. Combining top notes of mandarin, Italian lemon, and grapefruit, this perfume is the scented equivalent of a fresh glass of juice. Which, I know, kind of sounds revolting (a juice bath? No thanks). The middle and bottom notes of bergamot and musk balance out the citrus, though, creating a crisp — and yes, fresh — scent. [$38, Fresh]