The outdoors.
Oakmoss. Wildgrass. Hedgerow herbs and lavender.
Something of the hunting set. Gun polish perhaps?
Or spiced rum toddies sipped surreptitiously from hip flasks.
One does hope the scent lives up to the promise of its provenance and that evocative name…
In this game you can’t run with the fox and chase with the hounds!
Following its selection by your good selves in the extraordinary Guilty Pleasures Hit Parade, 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. 
I love the whole Tweed aesthetic, even though I’m molto squeamish about shooting live animals I do enjoy shooting and once shot out the inside of a £2 coin, I kid you not! And not far from where some Tweeds are still made I think, in the Scottish Borders. These photos are wonderful examples. But Tweed (the perfume) I remember my Mum wearing in her very young days and it kind of made extended car journeys suffocating, she went on to Miss Dior and Femme thankfully! I’ve just been writing about Roudnitska by the way, here’s a link http://perfumedmaze.blogspot.co.uk/2014/03/genius-nose-series-part-1-roudnitska.html
I find it very therapeutic typing about perfume, and this year is very soon going to get hectic art-wise so it’s nice to take my mind off of it just now.
Dearest Rose
A very tardy response, as The Dandy’s life became unavoidably hectic once again this week.
The aesthetic of tweed is splendid isn’t it? And, despite Chanel commandeering it in lurid colours, I do believe the fabric is truly British and the look too,
My family, I’m affeard to say have no qualms about extinguishing all manner of cuddly animals with guns, though I myself partake only in the eating side of the affair (though I’m not so hypocritical to baulk at plucking and gutting something I’m going to munch on).
Anyways, enough of this rough talk.
I’m off to take a peek at you piece or Roudnitska immediately. As you know, a personal absolute favourite.
Yours ever, even when temporarily absent,
The Perfumed Dandy
i’m actually relieved you’re not wearing Brut. 😉 ive never smelled Tweed and so am looking forward to the review! cheers!
Dear Einsof
Now I am returned to the normal pattern of my life, I shall be cutting out a review from the fragrant fabric of Tweed toute sweet.
Perhaps one day though I will wear some old Brut just for the hell of it!
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
I’m looking forward to your review. When in Scotland, we stayed on the Isle of Skye and took the ferry across to Harris where I bought a tweed jacket. I love wearing it with my Wellington boots and striding about – if I donned a headscarf I could imagine myself as positively Queen-like 🙂
Dearest Sally
Yes, those amazing shots of the Queen with her headscarf just so. My grandmother – and, one suspects a whole generation of women – used to wear one just so, her favourite was a teal and purple silk paisley scarf that went very well with tweed.
Memories.
Skye is so very lovely.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
I’m looking forward to your Tweed review too. I love Tweed. It is well named.
Dearest Lily
Isn’t it a well named creation?
At least for the older versions, there will be a review this week, along with some very overdue scented letters.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Dear Perfumed Dandy, What a wonderful way to introduce Tweed. It was great fun to study the labels and patterns, too.. I love the close-up photographs. Especially the button and Shamrock shots. Brilliant!! Theadora (I’m looking forward to your review!)
Dearest Theadora
These shots were fun to take I must confess. Do you ever find that photographing things you own helps you see them a different way?
Certainly the case with these two items of clothing, among my favourites, though about to be put away now that spring is upon us.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Dear Mr Dandy,
I am so glad Tweed got the votes! I shall be chekcing my mailbox for your scented letter!
Your friend
IScent
Dearest Iscent
And apologies from yours truly that the epistle has been so delayed… it should be with you in the next few days.
How life intrudes on perfume sometimes!
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Dear Mr Dandy
I quite understand the delay. I have two children for whom blogging has no meaning beyond “Mum, what’s that smell?” and “Can I have something to eat?”
Your friend
IScent
Tweed! I’m trying to remember what my old school uniform smelled like… This has got to be better 😉 .
Dearest V
Tweed uniforms!?!
I do hope they gave allowed you something lighter for (such) Summer (as we have)…
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
The Summer uniforms were short sleeved dresses with a zip up the front in horrifying cotton/poly blends in a blue and white diamond pattern — we referred to them as prison shifts, but I believe in reality (not a place young school girls frequent often) those would have been orange.
Dearest V
Polycotton. A word to strike fear into any young person of taste’s heart,
Zipped dresses though… they almost sound quite Pierre Cardin!
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
having spent st. patrick’s in salzburg, I am deeply amused (yes, and easily so, always) to now end up with my digital nose in a stranger’s digital tweed jacket labelled with shamrock.
no brown in town though! *back to work again*
Dearest Calypse
Oh dear… it’s worse, far worse… the Irish tweed is actually from The Dandy’s trousers! The jacket is Harris.
Hope you had a wonderful St Patrick’s.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
that’s indeed much worse 😀
(I had a very sober st p., so yes: it was wonderful. salzburg is a living hdr image ;))