desperate fragrance

If I lived on Wisteria Lane, I would be Bree Hodge (formerly Van de Kamp). I’d be less WASPy and I’d probably go for gin and tonic over wine. But if I were a housewife with apparently unlimited funds I’m sure my domestic talents and vaguely OCD tendencies would manifest in reupholstering projects and baking gourmet breakfast treats. I’d probably be an NRA member, too.

I probably spend a little too much time thinking about how I’d like to be Bree when I grow up. That’s why I’m almost positive Bree would wear Narciso Rodriguez For Her. It opens with an abbrasive head note of cleaning products, perhaps isopropyl alcohol, and orange blossom. But after eightish minutes it settles into a heady floral bouquet of white flowers, assumedly the honey flower, orange blossom, and osmanthus mentioned on Sephora’s website, grounded with a hint of antique shop dust. After a half hour it settles into a warm, whispery floral tempered with dusty musk and a hint of soap. Throughout its development the fragrance courteously stays close to the body and allows the scent of skin to flicker through. It’s the sort of thing I could see wearing to brunch or afternoon tea, and the lingering sillage is appropriate for gardening, ironing linens, or baking tea cakes.

Narciso Rodriguez For Her starts at $64 for 1.6 oz eau de toilette and, for the ultimate perfectionista, $32 for 1 oz hair mist. Available at Sephora, photo from Sephora.