Is this marijuana musk worth the hype?
(Picture: Illustration By Lydia Thomas)It’s been said that perfume is ‘medicine for the soul’, but I’d go further and call it a drug, a Class A way to huff a hazy fantasy that propels you into a cloud of beautiful self-delusion.
Usually perfumes are manifestos in metaphor, with chunky oud woods signalling brutish virility, for instance, or the overripe humidity of jasmine suggesting thighs and sighs in the dark. But conceptual fashion house Comme des Garçons delights in jettisoning portable poetry in favour of the prosaically strange: ozone and metal (Odeur 53), dust on a hot light bulb (Odeur 71), desert dragstrip at high noon (Tar).
