And isn't it the most beautifully blue shade of green?
And speaking of green (very clumsy segue, forgive me), one of the department secretaries and I were speaking of the green top notes of a perfume sample I'd passed along to her -- a sample of Hermès Kelly Calèche. Ros loves trying out new perfumes and I'd got some extras thrown in with a bottle of KC I bought a few months ago. She handed it back to me a few days later. The verdict: not for her. While she liked it after a few hours, she really didn't like the way it began, and I had to agree with her. I find the initial fifteen-thirty minutes, at least, to be too green, peppery almost, a scent I associate with Raid or Off (perhaps a reader who knows more about perfume can help me out here by identifying what I'm responding to).
But I told Ros about this passage I'd read in Chandler Burr's A Year Inside the Perfume Industry in Paris and New York. I've already quoted this passage when writing about Burr's book over here, but I had to look it up again the other day after mine and Ros's conversation. It helps explain why this perfume mesmerizes me: