Sonoma Scent Studio has blown me away with their phenomenally high quality and gorgeous fragrances. Over the past 12-18 months, I’ve swooned over Tabac Aurea, Winter Woods, Voile de Violette, Wood Violet, Champagne de Bois, Femme Jolie, Fireside, Ambre Noir and even the pretty little skin scent called Opal.
As a kid, back in the late 80’s, I wore Perfumer’s Workshop Tea Rose like it was going out of style. You could count on the fact that my first car (powder blue Ford Escort named Nelly) would nearly knock you over with the remnants of Tea Rose when you jumped in the passengers seat. But this was the last time I really wore a rosey fragrance. As much as I love roses, to grow them and to smell them, I never wear a rose fragrance for a full day. I’ll put a spray or a dab on my back of my hand – just to sniff – but never to really wear it. In the past 5 years, I’ve purchased all sorts of rose fragrances; FM Une Rose, DSH American Beauty, Lancome Mille et une Roses, Guerlain Rose Barbare, AG Ce Soir ou Jamais, SL Rose de Nuit, Le Labo Rose 31, Diptyque L’Ombre dans L’Eau and so on. I love to sniff these rose perfumes but somehow I never want to wear them. I don’t know what exactly happened between me and rose scents, maybe it was a bad experience, a bad memory linked with rose scented perfume, or maybe I’ve grown to think of rose scents as somewhat prissy, straight-laced and conservative (Laura Bush looks like she’d smell rosey). I honestly can’t figure out what happened – why I never truly wear a rose fragrance – I only like to sniff them.
Enter Sonoma Scent Studio Vintage Rose. Suddenly I can wear rose. I yearn to wear this. Vintage Rose is stylistically similar with Guerlain Rose Barbare and Le Labo Rose 31 – yet I couldn’t wear those and I want to wear Vintage Rose. And a lot of it. Vintage Rose is fairly potent and has some good sillage and yet I want to bathe in it – I don’t care if those around me gasp for a little fresh air – crack the car window, I want this stuff swirling and trailing all around me. I can’t explain this phenomenon – aside from the fact that when I sniffed Vintage Rose for the first time – I had an immediate emotional reaction, I felt I’d been separated from a rose relationship for a long time – and suddenly this was it – The One.
Vintage Rose is deep red roses, piles and piles of plush, crimson and wine colored petals. These roses are so velvety soft and plush I want to lay in a bed covered with them all day. Vintage Rose starts off rather vividly with red roses but it quickly introduces that Sonoma Scent Studio “fingerprint,” if you will, of dry woods. I’ve come to think of this SSS woodsy fingerprint as smelling like my current surroundings in the high desert, the mountains of the southwest. These are dry, crisp and smokey, not cigarette smoke but slightly charred woods and a pinch of incense. I smell pinon logs burning on the fireplace. I smell the dry desert air. Cedar, sandalwood and juniper shrubs. Then along comes the most luscious and plump fruit preserves. I immediately thought of my grandmother and her canned fruit preserves. Do you remember those clear glass Ball canning jars? Imagine those brimming with fresh from the garden preserves; strawberry, black currant, plum and blueberry. Vintage Rose is all of this and more.
Today I wore Femme Jolie body silk and sprayed myself liberally with Vintage Rose. It was as if I had an epiphany, a reunion, and I felt happy and peaceful. I might even wear it again tomorrow. It’s been 2 straight days with no other dalliances, not even a back of the hand sniff of something else. This is weird.
Notes: Rose, plum, cedar, sandalwood, amber, labdanum absolute, tonka bean, and vetiver.
Purchasing information: Sonoma Scent Studio website
Above image borrowed from Aedes de Venustas website. When I smell Vintage Rose this image came to mind.