Chantilly (Houbigant 1941) is crisp, green and very citrusy. With soft white florals hanging in the background and rich base notes it does smells like lace. Really, more than any other drugstore scent I’ve ever tried, Chantilly is authentically vintage.
During the drydown the citrus and florals become ultra powdery and there’s this faint, lovely note, almost like freshly sharpened pencils – very similar to the way certain Chanel fragrances smell, especialy Chanel 18 from the Les Exclusifs line. Chantilly, with its lacy, vintage attitude is one of those rare classics that have managed to survive reasonably well over the years…
Top notes: fruity notes, neroli, bergamot and lemon. Mddle notes: spices, carnation, jasmine, ylang-ylang, rose and orange blossom. Base notes: leather, tonka bean, musk, benzoin, oakmoss, vanilla and sandalwood.
I’ve been feeling antsy lately. For most of my life I’ve been fortunate to experience things with lots of seemingly logical explanations. When something ended it made sense. When something began it made sense… School always ended at the same time every year. There were many clear and predictable things…. Well, not so now…
In these last five years or so I’ve experienced so soo many things that don’t entirely make sense. Friendships that I never thought would end that did (one was over 20 years old) and some good things too thankfully. But, I’m not used to it. My mind wants reasons. My heart often longs for closure. If you’ve ever taken the Myers-Briggs test, well, I’m an infj/infp, so sometimes I like clear endings.
I’m learning something from it all. I’m learning how to be ok with not knowing things… Or at least, I’m learning how to be ok with waiting to find out as life unfolds instead of asking lots of questions and analyzing things. It’s not fun. I would still rather just know…
I’m glad tomorrow is Friday. How about you?