Is it heresy to enjoy a little spice on a balmy summer’s eve?
The Dandy certainly doesn’t think so, therefore it should come as no surprise that I have been reaching for my trusty new “old” bottle of Emeraude by Coty of late.
Sometimes erroneously called “Shalimar’s little sister”, as Chypre is to Mitsouko it could be argued, Emeraude is to it’s more famous Oriental sibling.
Francois Coty venturing in 1921 where Guerlain would follow some four years later.
Unfortunately, I have never had the opportunity to try a version from before the 1960s and my present edition shown above is much more contemporary.
Nevertheless, even from vintages as recent as this, Emeraude is a perfume that lives up to its precious name.
It has a splendid citrus and pepper opening, turning resinously spicy before billowing into the great vanilla powder puff clouds that it is rightly famous for.
Emeraude is an easy, enveloping and lovable scent, youthful even as it approaches its one hundredth birthday.
I’ve always been surprised no one has suggested I review this fragrance, perhaps it’s because the present incarnation is just so, well, plain.
Talking of suggestions, don’t forget there’s still time to vote in The Hit Parade this weekend, and help decide what I should wear come Monday.
The Perfumed Dandy.