You know how you sometimes go on enthusiasms? The week you had to eat kettle corn, or the summer you couldn’t get by without your water melon fix once a day, or the ceviche month, that sort of thing? Perfumes are like that too.
For me, lately, having surfaced from my self induced rose centric summer, the craving this fall is for lemon meringue pie. I already get much of the craving satisfied by JR Watkins hand cream in lemon, so why I seem to want a bottle of some thing designed to make me reek of pie, is a mystery. You see, I know perfectly well that I’m going to end up recalling either furniture polish or else the contents of a cake stand to someone’s mind. But undaunted by these realities, I decided to find out what was available out there, how many people really wanted to smell like lemon tart?
Turns out, quite a few.
There were high end lemon pies, Dulcis in Fundo from Profumum, there were low end lemon pies, Crazy Libellule and the Poppies Lemon Pie, there were juvenile pies, Ptisenbon Lemon Pie, there were post modern lemon meringues JPG’s Ma Dame, there were romantically bottled pies, L’Eau de Desir by Lolita de Lempicka, and absurdly bottled ones, Harajuku Lover’s Sunshine Lovers Lil’s Angel, and on and on it went. You could spend over two hundred dollars on your lemon meringue pie compulsion, or you could spend sixteen, there was simply a wide array of choice out there, all for lemon pie scents.
You could be sophisticated and track down old bottles of Shalimar Light, which always featured a creamy lemon custard note near the heart, or you could be a literalist and try Demeter’s Pink Lemonade, and there was always Fresh with their Sugar Lemon, their Hesperides and Citron de Vigne and so on. Turns out, their best lemon pie fragrance is misleadingly labeled Brown Sugar. Confused? I certainly was. Having stopped in at a local perfumery, I went over and systematically spritzed all the Fresh sugar scents and a couple more that advertised citrus ingredients (a number of these by the by) and after a long day of wearing them all, Brown Sugar won out as the best of the citrus gourmands, and yes, I suppose this is a separate category by now.
It was fairly reasonably priced and although everyone on Fragrantica complained of its evanescence, Brown Sugar was detectable on my skin for nine hours. Admittedly fragrance clings to me like grim death, but still it was remarkably long lived for a citrus.
Complicated it was not. The notes include things like peach and violet and jasmine and caramel and sugar. I really only caught caramel and lemon and the stuff is absolutely linear, what you spray is what you get and it won’t alter, but considering that the scent is quite creamy and pretty, I can’t complain much about that. Like most perfume consumers of recent years, I have grown accustomed to a fumic form of bait and switch that generally annoys the heck out of me, so a perfume that smells good all the way through is a positive in my book.
Why on earth would I wear such a thing? Simplicity, ease, a situation in which one of the more complicated things I own will simply confuse people, or put them off. There is something to be said for the well designed linear perfume. And then if you want something as basic and uncomplicated as this do you really want to spend a Profumum price? I wouldn’t. No less than forty, for preference less than twenty for this sort of thing. Was I surprised that I like it?
In a word: yes.
Brown Sugar. Who knew?