What I Wore: Serge Lutens Un Bois Vanille
December 6, 2011 § Leave a comment
I’m still just a beginner when it comes to perfume, but I’ve already picked up on the idea that what marks one as an amateur is an overwhelming preference for sticky-sweet scents. Gourmands. (You must tilt your nose upward when you say this.) Thierry Mugler’s Angel applied liberally. Vanilla. Serious perfume aficionados like “challenging” notes with funny names: chypres, indoles, oud.
I can’t help it. I still think vanilla is one of nature’s most perfect scents. I would rather smell like vanilla than flowers, leather, greens or smoke. Maybe five years down the road, I’ll be all vanillaed out, demanding my vetiver and musk with the rest of them. But right now, for the days when I want to smell like dessert, Serge Lutens Un Bois Vanille does the trick. You know that scene in The Nutcracker, where they go to the Sugar Plum Fairy’s land of sweets? That’s what I feel like when I’m wearing Un Bois Vanille. It’s a scent that overwhelms you, that you can sink into and be covered up by. Like I’m drowning in this sea of melty white sweetness, all toasted marshmallows and coconut and liquid vanilla.