Posted on 17 September 2008
Honestly, my abs hurt from laughing at the last line in the latest from Urban Junkies…
But seriously… what the hell ever happened to manly men? I don’t want a wafer-thin emotional mess in makeup. Thanks but no thanks. Give me something rugged with stubble, deep voice, calloused, paw-like hands and, if possible, a ranch and sense of chivalry. Although from the looks of the manscape in London over the past four years, manly men are a rare and endangered species among the throngs of emo boys with bad posture. I’ll take a young Clint Eastwood over Heidi Slimane’s skinny boys any day, thank you very much.
Too In Touch on Urban Junkies. (image from Urban Junkies)
Posted on 08 September 2008

It is obvious that the gods are not pleased with me this year. Two of my most-looked-forward-to fragrance releases, by two of my favorite perfumers — the latest in the Jardin series from Hermès (which turned out to be Jardin après la Mousson) by Jean-Claude Ellena and the latest in the travel series from L’Artisan Parfumeur (which turns out to be Fleur de Liane) by Bertrand Duchaufour — are both melon-y aquatics. Despite a lingering nostalgic fondness for Aramis New West, the most melon-y aquatic of all melon-y aquatics, I just don’t like the category. So if you’re looking for an unbiased review (assuming such a thing exists), you’ll have to look elsewhere.
First, let me just say that I’ve been thrilled with everything from the L’Artisan travel series so far. Bois Farine, Timbuktu and Dzongkha are all in my collection. The new Fleur de Liane continues with the “voyage of the perfumer” theme; Bertrand Duchaufour reportedly found his inspiration for the fragrance on an island off the coast of Panama during the rainy season…