I woke up in the mood for deeply saturated colors, like those in Klimt’s “Jungfrau.” Deep crimsons, rich indigo, gold gilding. Dramatic peaks and valleys. I dug through my closet and pulled out an indigo velvet blazer and pale pink silk blouse. It’s an odd combination but the pink allows the blue to really stand out.
Coincidentally, I’m in the mood for Guerlain’s Samsara. I have to admit, I do hold Guerlain in high esteem. Shalimar and Pamplelune are among my all time favorites, and while I’m not a fan of L’Heure Bleu or Mitsouko, I can appreciate their components. I have Vol de Nuit on my wish-list. And of course, I’ve worshipped at the House of Guerlain along the Champs Elysees because, well, I had to.
Samsara embodies Guerlain’s best: completely competing notes that come together gorgeously. Samara is both very fragile and very strong. There’s a powdery element that should be in competition with the bold balsamic wood, but it’s not. There’s even a trace of vanilla under the ylang-ylang, and for some reason, I still don’t hate it. I love it.
This competitive harmony reminds me of that deep color saturation. It sounds like Carmen’s famous aria, particularly if sung by Anna Netrebko. Le sigh.