Sweetly decaying soft fruit in a bowl of resin polished leather.
Plump, yielding, deliciously on the cusp of yielding to something altogether foul.
A few fresh flowers, roses among violet leaves.
Just to one side of an angular art deco side table.
One hopes not to have let the cat too much out of the bag as to how one feels about this!
Following its selection by your good selves, The Perfumed Dandy will now take a few days to deliberate and cogitate the merits and mischiefs of this fragrance fair or foul and will, in due course, provide his report on relations with the new discovery by means of a scented letter.
Another opportunity to place a new perfume on The Dandy‘s skin will arise with the next instalment of The Perfumed Dandy’s Hit Parade.
In the meantime if you would like to thrust forward a fragrance for future fame on The Hit Parade simply visit ‘Suggest and old scent or recommend a new one’ and leave your suggestion there.
Have an especially fragrant day.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy.
The Perfumed Dandy. 