This is going to make sense eventually. Ready? I want to talk about Miranda Kerr. She of the pin-up perfect, VS runway, billionaire-snagging sexiness. With those err, assets, the girl could sell anything.
So what does M.K. choose to throw her perfect booty behind (besides the quite fabulous Kora skincare line of course)?
Pretty tea cups.
That choice has blown me away since I first saw Kerr’s saucy stare over a cup and matching you-know-what. That clash of sweet and sexy. Does it work for you? If it does, then read on my lovelies.
Now, enter one of this decade’s gigantic, overwhelming trends in fragrance: the fruitchouli (no I did not make that word up). ‘Fruitchouli’ started out as a bit of an insult term from perfume purists, but I reckon we should own it because, as Miranda knows very well, there’s something intriguing about playing sweet with sexy.
The sexy in these scents comes from patchouli, a plant related to mint that’s been used as an oil in perfume since ancient times (tutankhamum was buried with a tonne of the stuff). It’s pungent, musky, and – legendarily – not too dissimilar to the sweetly herbal smell of marijuana, marking it as the signature scent of the 60’s.
Like a good drop of wine, patchouli oil mellows as it ages and there’s a big different between the cask equivalent that you might smell at your local Tree of Life, and the aged-French-burgundy version of patchouli that’s used as a base in heaps of your favourite date-night scents. In its refined form, the complex earthiness of patchouli adds a sexy, grown-up grounding to fun fruity notes that otherwise might come across as G-rated.
So YSL puts patchouli in the berry patch with sweet strawberries and raspberries to create Mon Paris.
The legendary Flowerbomb from Viktor&Rolf blows this combo outta the park.
Calvin Klein adds it to oriental rose to give Deep Euphoria that delightful, well, depth.
And when you add topping to your sweet treat? You get something angelic – well, angelic to some. Therry Muglier’s love or hate (or love to hate) Angel has also just been re-whipped as Angel Muse, lightened with hazelnut crème but still hanging onto its iconic patchouli base. Angel’s oft imitated, rarely bettered element is the gourmand, AKA notes that make your perfume smell so delicious you want to lick it off your wrist.
If you love Angel, and you’re ready to take fruitchouli to the next level, check out this release for niche house Amouage.
Amouage Lilac Love, available from Libertine Parfumerie
The heavenly Lilac Love is like the fruitchouli’s sophisticated, exotic aunt, opening with indefinably sweet nectar that falls into soft florals and contrasting sharp notes of dark cocoa, smoothed out with vanilla and gorgeously nuanced patchouli. Positively lickable.
This post originally appeared on whimn.