On Generosity and Maison Francis Kurkdjian Perfumes
Photos: Sophie Lindh
When my mom arrived with a giant batch of perfume specimens from Maison Francis Kurkdjian, my first thought was, this is a horn of plenty, and I was enthralled.
When I saw the note about arranging a consultation (see above, center), I tried not to let the sales angle affect the pure joy of this moment, wherein we could get right down to some seriously fun scent sampling over a glass of wine.
We dove in wrist-first.
Then, as the vials went on and on, and seemed to multiply as each heady scent occupied a larger and grander mindspace, I realized, this gift box of samples was not an act of marketing. Maybe a little, but moreso, it was an act of generosity. Dean, the author of the note, as it were, knew that we would love this. The whole episode was about sharing and happiness and enjoyment. He knew we'd draw in close and experiment and laugh and bond. Maybe it's just near enough to the holidays that every act seems like a holy one, but today, Dean is my Christmas hero.
My favorite was described as "combining the rustle of silk and the soft touch of a rose petal," like a haiku for your nose.
And luckily for Dean, kindness begets kindness. Dean, orders are on the way, love.
Our lifelong friend Laurie joined in the fun and we sniffed away until the wine glasses were empty and favorites had been selected. Maison Francis Kurkdjian is known for capturing the feeling of textures in their award-winning scents, and my favorite was OUD Silk Mood, which the brand describes as "combining the rustle of silk and the soft touch of a rose petal".
And somehow, exactly the right number of syllables...
...for an actual haiku of scents.
This OUD Silk Mood needs a home on my fragrance tray... and would also make some supreme gifts.
Dean did a bang-up job. He made us happy and he made a sale.
Here is a haiku for him, in return:
Not marketing, love:
...an afternoon to cherish.
We won, and you too.
Until next time, may the poetry abound...
Xx, Mom in Mascara