Scent of a Girl

July 24, 2015

My friend Polly had a laugh so decadent that it lingered long after she left a room. Her laugh was the perfume equivalent of a Chanel no 5. Only, she never would have worn anything so classic and familiar. Instead, I imagine her flitting between a scented oil she picked up at a market in Delhi or an offbeat scent from an independent, small batch perfumer out of Brooklyn. It was Polly who introduced me to the lovely Les Senteurs on Elizabeth Street in London. It’s the city’s oldest independent perfumery, with a wide array of scents from olfactory wizards like Pierre Guillame, Robert Piguet and Frederic Malle. Next time I’m in London, I’ll walk past the shop, take a great, big breath, and think of my friend.








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