Man and horse for Ferrari Man In Red.
Pamplona’s autumn smellscape reflects the city population’s fixation with food. Glasgow’s winter smellscape is of building and construction, the scents of regeneration underpinned by greasy food particles hanging in the omnipresent dreich, with a highly specific smell of the clockwork orange subway system – damp, metallic sponge is a descriptor, but really it is just the smell of the subway that starts as you descend the inner stairs to the platform.
— Kate McLean, on mapping the world’s scents. Read more at The sweet smell of Amsterdam … and it’s not just cannabis, say odour mappers at The Guardian.
Botanist Mark Spencer talks about Molton Brown's new Tobacco Absolute.
Model Isabeli Fontana for the new Bvlgari Goldea.
"I shared it with Daniel [Patterson], my co-author. I did a cookbook with him, and he uses my oil in his food,” she told me. “But I didn’t have that much left, and I started to try and rebuy, and everything was dreadful. It smelled kind of like cat pee. It moves a little bit over and it’s just awful.” She spent 10 years on the hunt, sampling different crops, until she found the right kind.
If this happens to a perfume sold on a small, independent website, it’s a problem. It would be a disaster if it happened to a fragrance at Sephora, which was expected to sell millions of bottles every year.
— Mandy Aftel of Aftelier talks to The Guardian about the challenge of sourcing natural materials. Read more at 'All-natural' perfumes rarely are – but independent makers hope to change that.