What are the secrets of the British aristocracy? Are they as well behaved, courteous and polite as they seem to be? “Portraits” is a tribute to the English spirit; between establishment, humour and provocation. A family portrait declined in 4 characters.
Lord George - Honourable... seemingly
Deceptively traditional, Lord George is a perfect reminder that one should be aware of appearances. He himself maintains that one should never be able to divine what a man is thinking. This ability being, of course, the key to a happy marriage.
Honourable, to a tee, his fidelity to King and Country is resolute. His fragrance, powerful, rich and ever-so welcoming — “do come in, I’m sure we’ve met before”. For the well-to-do who are able, stable, reassuring — but also lots of fun. A solid shoulder to cry on (was that a protective hand I felt on my?) This is a fragrance for the man whose reputation lives on.
Not quite Latin — but full of love nevertheless.
Lady Blanche - A picture of devotion, charm – and criminal intentions.
Wife of Lord Geroge, she is a social butterfly y with a dangerous bite one might say. Shakespeare did try to warn us “hell hath no fury like a woman scorned”. Indeed, a woman does always know. Refined and delicate but without ever being bland. This is a fragrance with an impeccable education. A fragrance that announces only its discretion but that makes you sit up and take note. Modestly uplifting. Timelessly present.
The Duke - For a Dandy, a rose is a rose.
Who could say if it was the evenings spent at the theatre that gave the Duke his ravishing, ravished air. A slight perfume of intrigue engulfs him nevertheless. Exquisitely ubiquitous, a decadent dandy, an utterly charming chap, virulently ambivalent, a thoroughly ambiguous first son-in-law — hearts throb wherever he goes, but not the ones you might think.
His perfume, a rose is a rose is a rose. Except when your assumptions are laid bare. Because expectations can only disappoint. When hot is cold and day is night. When florals are exclusively strong and invigorating. When leather is only soft and smooth. And whilst head-turning, whilst decadent, whilst painfully chic we should remember that transgression, (like progress and modernity) is as old as the hills, as classic as Greek and as universal as Man.
Clandestine Clara - The illicit mistress of Lord George.
Tender is the Night, and sometimes the afternoon, for Lord George and Clara his sweet thing, his paramour, his dancing delight, sugar-bee. Thank the heavens above she is not a Lady.
Her Fragrance, Nothing shy here! A confidence fragrance — novices need not apply — progresses in turns into the softest, most heavenly, enduring hug. A conflagration of cuddles, a symphony of skin, the comfort of a negligent warm leg in the night.
A sensual oriental. Indeed.