Guerlain Mitsouko

Guerlain Mitsouko was worn by the original Hollywood bombshell, the exquisite Jean Harlow. With her platinum hair and seductive gaze, Harlow epitomized 1930’s glamour (her look was the basis for Marilyn Monroe’s image). The Bombshell Manual of Style declares, “Mitsouko has more sensuous layers to unpeel than Rita Hayworth dancing the Dance of the Seven Veils as Salome.” I expected something rich. I expected something mysterious. I expected something… more than this.

Mitsouko opens with a little Guerlinade (the famous Guerlain base composed of bergamot and vanilla, among other things) and then essentially becomes Shalimar without the bergamot. This makes me enjoy it more than Shalimar, because I frankly don’t much like that bergamot-spices pairing. I smell a very spicy jasmine scent. Mitsouko is a peach-chypre, but it is much drier than the other, juicier peach-chypres I am familiar with, such as Yves Saint Laurent Yvresse or Bond No 9 Chinatown. The peach in Mitsouko is the peach skin, not the inside of the fruit; you can almost feel the fuzz covering that delicate peach flesh.

Of the classic scents that have survived to today, many have been reformulated, and Mitsouko was reportedly the victim of a particularly brutal reformulation. Mitsouko may indeed at one point have been the stuff of legends. But faced with a choice between the current formulation and, say, Yvresse, I would most likely choose Yvresse. Mitsouko feels watered-down, much too thin. In contrast, Yvresse carries itself like an olfactory Christina Hendricks.

Mitsouko is available in the U.S. in the EDT and EDP formulations at Neiman Marcus and Bergdorf Goodman.

Disclaimer: I brought a sample vial to Neiman Marcus and made myself a sample.

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Armani Code

I decided to do a quick review of Armani Code before I return that pretty blue bottle to Sephora. About two weeks ago, I was going through the rush process (meaning, the process of getting into a sorority). I was having a hell of a time deciding which perfume to wear to the rush events. I wanted something pretty, but with zero potential to offend. All of my perfumes and various samples had way too much character. Enter Armani Code. Code starts off interesting, with a blast of ginger that reminds me of my beloved Japanese food, but quickly becomes little more than a very clean orange blossom fragrance, and (as I have come to realize) more than a little masculine. Unfortunately for Code, rush is over, and I no longer have a need for such a nondescript fragrance in my collection.

Lolita Lempicka, L de Lolita Lempicka

If you were to ask me what the holiest site in Israel is, I wouldn’t respond with “The Western Wall” or “The Dome of the Rock”. Every woman knows that the most sacred place in our tiny, beloved country is the Michal Negrin store. Michal Negrin is primarily a jewelry store chain (although it seems to be expanding into the lifestyle business, with everything from clothing to wallpaper). The general theme appears to be wistful, old-fashioned pictures of women bedazzled by colorful rhinestones. It’s all very over the top, but somehow manages to stay on the right side of kitsch. I once spent a full hour there agonizing over whether I should buy the green version of the following 400 shekel ($100) decorative elephant. My best friend wisely dragged me away, but damned if I don’t miss that stupid elephant.

If the Michal Negrin store had a perfume line, it would undoubtedly be something like the Lolita Lempicka brand. Lolita Lempicka, with its stunning glass bottles and consistently interesting scents, ┬áis somewhat of an oddity in the mainstream perfume world. Today I’ll be reviewing the original Lolita Lempicka, which was released in 1997 (which is freaking ancient in perfume years), and the newer L de Lolita Lempicka.

First up, Lolita Lempicka. In the wake of Angel, which was released in 1992, hundreds of copycats flooded the market, hoping to capitalize on Angel’s monstrous success. Lolita Lempicka has often been accused of being such a knockoff. I personally see no resemblance, although like Angel, Lolita seems to be a love-it-or-hate-it fragrance. I was solidly in the “hate” camp for many years. I thought it was the most disgusting thing I’d ever smelled. It was insanely sweet and smelled just like licorice (my least favorite note). I was legitimately puzzled as to how that gorgeous apple-shaped bottle could house such a revolting smell.

I finally retried it last weekend and am frankly feeling a little foolish. Lolita Lempicka is delicious and delicately pretty. It smells like sweet pastry dough and cherries. It is still very sweet, but when comparing it to L by Lolita Lempicka for this review, I was shocked to discover that Lolita Lempicka is actually less sweet and considerably softer. Luca Turin, a famous perfume critic, gave Lolita Lempicka one of his very rare five-star ratings in his “Perfumes: The Guide”. He declared it “the ideal accompaniment for flirtatious banter from prim girls in glasses.” As a lifelong four-eyes, I agree wholeheartedly. According to Basenotes, the notes are ivy, anise seed, violet, amarise, licorice, amarena, vetiver, tonka, vanilla and musk.

Unlike its predecessor, L de Lolita Lempicka gave me no trouble whatsoever. Created in 2006 by perfumer Maurice Roucel, L is imminently lovable. It begins with citrus and cinnamon, much like Maurice Roucel’s other masterpiece, Frederic Malle Musc Ravageur. L is far softer than Musc Ravageur, and for the most part smells much like freshly baked Snickerdoodle cookies. L would be rather generic, albeit delicious, if it were not for a curious salty note lurking in the background. That saltiness can be attributed to the immortelle flower, a note rarely seen in perfumery.

L is not quite as intellectual as her older sister, but she’s quite a crowd pleaser. My friends often ask to borrow perfume from me before we go out. They don’t want my Prada or Classique (“too heavy”) and they certainly don’t want my Yvresse or Chinatown. Inevitably they reach for the sweet, irresistible L.

Lolita Lempicka has a new scent, Si Lolita, which was released in France last summer but has no U.S. release date beyond “2010”. However, it has been getting very good reviews on other perfume blogs such as Perfume Posse, and the bottle is nothing short of stunning. I eagerly await its arrival.

Disclaimer: I own bottles of Lolita Lempicka and L de Lolita Lempicka, both purchased at Sephora.