A few years ago, I went to Paris for the first time and I recall thinking these people look good. Lapels flapped in the wind differently, stilettos were paired with everything differently, and even a drag from a cigarette was different. It all seemed sexier. Was it a figment of my imagination, perhaps? But the scenery didn’t help either.
When I visited the Elements Showcase here in New York a few weeks ago, I recalled these thoughts and many others when I discovered Field Notes From Paris by Ineke. Its perfumer, Ineke, was just delightful. As she took us through her collection, I was awed by how each detail was well thought-out. From the paper stock to the use of color and calligraphy, you could see her passion. Accompanying each fragrance is a line of poetry (it’s probably that of Ineke…she loves literature). For Field Notes of Paris it says, “Sweet scented Paris afternoons, Life measured out in coffee spoons.
This fragrance is charmingly confident. It poetically creates its own path and has left an indelible impression on me. It effervescently opens with coriander seed, orange flower and bergamot. The star in that combo is the coriander, which gives it such a bright punch. It’s also masculine but far from traditional. Its middle notes, which include tobacco flower and leaf, patchouli and cedar settles the sunny opening in the way a day can wear on us. The only thing is you opened yours on the right foot and now that scent is a beautiful mélange creating refinement, a fragrant detail setting you aside from the rest of the blokes. But wait, it gets better; it alluringly finishes with a leathery softness.
I’ve worn Field Notes From Paris a few times now and while it launched in 2009, I feel like I’m having an Esperanza Spaulding moment. Its so beautiful that I feel like I haven’t been on my game but I’m glad I’ve finally crossed its path. In a moment crowded with Oud and my own attraction to animalic scents, this discovery caught me off guard and I find that sexy.