Friday, February 12, 2016
Scratch and sniff
This blog post sums up my feeling about Blaise Mautin and how one person can be so in love with scent that they seek it out.
I have tiny bars of this soap squirreled away in my smalls drawers and nestled within my t-shirts. I would follow you to the ends of the earth if you smelled like the Park Hyatt Vendome. A few years ago, they reformulated the scent. I was heartbroken.
The new stuff is fine, its better than fine, but it isn't the same. It has a lot of citrus overtones and less sandalwood.
I can't wait to immerse myself in the scent in a few weeks.
Labels:
blaise motion,
hyatt,
memory,
Paris,
scent
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