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Roja Dove Danger photographed by Jo Fairley against a vintage silk sari
The Scent Critic doesn’t quite know how Roja Dove has secured some of the raciest fragrance names ever for his signature creations, but Danger is the latest in a line of brilliant light-the-blue-touch-paper-and-retire titles emblazoned across his naughty purple labels.
First came Reckless, [...]
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So: yesterday’s Scent Critic posting talked about how fragrance can turn you from a would-be couch potato into a party animal, with a waft of its magic wand. But today, I’m going to marvel at its equal power to transport you through time and space. Dr. Who, you can keep your Tardis. We all have [...]
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Tell me: what lengths have you gone to, to get your hands on a fragrance…? Continents scoured…? Begging letters sent…? Pilgrimages made…? Well, so consumed was The Scent Critic with the desire for Plum by Mary Greenwell – the debut fragrance from one of the world’s top make-up pros – that yesterday, she left behind [...]
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‘I want to eat that’. Not often that a fragrance elicits a comment like that from someone who strays within sniffing distance. The Scent Critic isn’t surprised, though: the whole Laura Mercier bath and body collection was originally inspired by foodie Laura’s passion for All Things Edible, and within her portfolio of eaux de toilettes [...]
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So, you’re going to Glyndebourne. Or the Royal Opera House. Or maybe a very, VERY important black tie dinner party. Well, one of my default scents for seriously grand occasions has always been Sisley Eau de Soir: a chypre that is about as adult, as sophisticated, as reach-for-your-tiara as a fragrance ever gets. Sisley, of [...]
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In this picture you can see a photo of my father Peter Fairley, ITN's former science editor and 'moon landing' presenter, and his book
I like to think of myself as pretty tough. I don’t often wilt. Or blub. But unstoppering a bottle of Dior Eau Fraîche, from a new Les Créations de Monsieur [...]
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