Editor’s Note: The following post was intended as a comment on my recent Monday Question about the importance of bottles. Since it is rather long and very beautiful (and that is apparently emerging to become our theme this year, people!), I’ve decided to publish it in its entirety here.
Dear, dear Olfactoria,
This is Panoramix, a potion specialist. You may know me by my English name Getafix. I have just read your beauty posts and your thoughts on bottles with delight. The Viennese have always known that the outside is part of the inside. Gesamtkunstwerk indeed.
My perfume collection is sheer useless beauty – parfums, flacons, oils, bell jars, colognes, spritzers, eau de toilettes, spray capsules, scent strips, absolutes, dipsticks, worthy full bottles, applicators, extraits, vinaigrettes, quadrilobes, decants, bee bottles, wax samples, more worthy full bottles and an Hermès atomizer lock for my manbag. No roll-ons thanks. I want to look at my perfume library and see
indefensible amounts of beauty. It doesn’t feed anybody, it doesn’t make firewood, it’s not pragmatic. It’s just…
a reinterpretation of Elizabeth Gilbert’s thoughts on flowers. (You can hear her musings on beauty here).
I think that beauty can be a trap and the trap is often beautiful, even extremely beautiful. Well, it would be, wouldn’t it? Beauty can also elevate you to a plane where your surroundings and your soul are entwined. Isn’t this the place where you want to be as often as possible? Edging on this side of a Stendhal moment?
Beauty is also like perfume: perfume is as perfume does.
Everyday I write the list
Of reasons why I still believe they do exist,
A Thousand Beautiful Things
The quote is Annie Lennox’s meditation on beauty. When she encounters beauty she never wants to close her eyes again.
How wonderful to be posting this through The Vienna Portal. What a way to cross the oceans. We’ve been traveling with Olfactoria since 2010 and it is lovely being with you all, fellow travelers, right now. Speaking of now, I am off to find the mirrored tray that I can see in my clear and almost present future.
Shall we write our own list below? A Thousand Fragrant Things.
Eat Pray Waft,
AKA Jordan River from Australian Perfume Junkies