Four mysterious phials landed on my mat in wet Wales last week. They not only looked like Quality Street, but they had that common characteristic of being hard to pick a favourite. Plus I’m sure one of them had nuts in.
I’m proud to say I put a small brick in the wall and participated in this latest venture from Sarah McCartney at 4160 Tuesdays. Crowd funding is a great way to fund a business in so far as donations are entirely optional and you get treats for donating. In my case, four phials dressed like Quality Street (see above).
This what Sarah McCartney says about them:
Now if I was doing GCSE Perfume Studies ( I wish!) my homework would be to match this list of ingredients below to the above scents. However, I’m not sure that wouldn’t make responses scientific rather than subjective, so sniff the bottles and just go with the flow. The list is worth a read though, as there is an eclectic choice of ingredients that gives this capsule collection its unique style.
- Australian Buddhawood, Boronia flower absolute, Granny Smith apple creation, Colombian enfleurage lily and gardenia, Natural pear creation, Brandy CO2 extract, Absinthe essential oil, Artemisia essential oil, Davana essential oil, Hemlock essential oil, Broom absolute, Hazelnut CO2 extract, Oakwood CO2 extract.
The range is inspired by “Cosy Crime” novels from the 20s and 30s, and each one will accompany a story. As an avid reader and avid sniffer, this innovation is so much up my street they should call it Samantha Street. I’m going to review all four, but bear in mind that these are my subjective impressions only. Yours may be entirely different. This is because no two olfactory memory banks are ever the same. How dull if they were!
This fragrance is named after the distinctive 4160 auto mobile that looks so friendly it ought to have a face (see above). My very first impressions were: vodka, wintergreen (probably the absinthe) and mints. My next impression was “Crikey! That smells just like my Nanna T!” (Disclaimer: she didn’t carry vodka). There is a whiff of chalky peppermints, roses and eucalyptus. In the midst of this is something vintage-y: a combination of soap and lipstick. When it fades away it smells like the slightly dusty scent of the interior of the Queen’s best handbag: Mints, roses, medicinal lozenges, clean tissues and a lipstick. I adore it.
Captured by Candlelight
To me, this smells like a Christingle service in a church. If you’ve never been to one, it’s a child friendly Christmas service where children are given an orange studded with wine gums with a candle in it. There’s also the lovely smell of aged wood that you get from church pews. In the middle there’s also a soupçon of Baileys, vanilla and chocolate truffles in there too. I wanted to lick my arm and listen to Christmas Carols. There’s a faint whiff of wood-smoke as well, making this the perfect scent for December. Or now. Or any time really, but for me, this is Christmas and everything that smells nice about it.
The Buddhawood Box
This is my favourite, but it wasn’t straight away. I sniffed this for ages whilst it went from wet to dry and in the end I concluded that it smelled like carob. You know that fake chocolate you get from Holland and Barrett that looks like chocolate but tastes like a cruel hoax? It reminded me of that. It was chocolate-y with a hint of something both spicy and herbal. However, that’s not the end of this story. After about twenty minutes this segues into a wonderful scent of ancient macerated teak in which brandy has been stored. There’s background of chocolate too, but not overpoweringly so, and unless I’m going mad…apples? Maybe Calvados in a teak barrel stored within ancient stone walls that smell like an incensed church. It made me think of Comme Des Garcons Avignon, which I adore. The Buddhawood Box has a surge of patchouli and roses ( Buddhawood is Australian Rosewood) that makes this my favourite of the four, if I was forced to choose.
Up The Apples and Pears
Assuming you are not Danny Dyer, who makes up cockney rhyming slang as he goes along ( which is very irresponsible when you star in EastEnders), this is London slang for up the stairs to Bedfordshire. In other words, as I already said about five hundred times last night, “go to bed!” Up the Apples and Pears is a curious one that smells completely different on a blotter than it does on my skin. On the blotter it is pear drops and herbal eau de cologne. On my skin it is pear drops, spiced raisins and Woodleigh Green Shampoo straight out of the 1970s. One sniff of this and I can remember the colour, consistency and wording on the label of that wonderful opaque shampoo. There is a hint of almost savoury spice in there, which gently backs out of the room as my skin warms it all up. This is an unusual scent that falls somewhere between fruity and astringent. I like it, but it baffled me. But that’s OK. I don’t have to understand it. I like it and that’s enough for me. If you want generic, you won’t find it here!
You can buy all of these from the wonderful and dangerously tempting 4160 Tuesdays website.
Photos are my own selection, not stock photos, apart from the top photo which I borrowed from the Crowdfunding page. Photo of Flora Psychedelica is by kind permission of 4160 Tuesdays. Photo of Christingle candle is from www.timetravel-britain.com. Photo of Buddha from Amazon.com. Photo of urban orchard from a lovely website about an organisation that’s doing great work in the centre of London www.theurbanorchardproject.org.