Choice of Perfumes

Southland Times, Issue 20641, 13 November 1928, Page 13

Choice of Perfumes

(From Our Correspondent). London. Nothing expresses a woman’s personality so much as her choice of perfume. At a big ball the other evening I got at intervals the haunting scent of lilac, and eventually traced it to a lovely blonde woman dressed in floating mauve chiffon. She was just the soft, clinging type one would have associated with lilac. Personally, I think lavender is one of the loveliest perfumes we have. It is so fragrant and fresh and never grows stale as some of the more exotic scents do. I spent the week-end with a friend in Sussex who has a tiny cottage converted from a windmill. It is a joy to sit in her garden, for it is filled with sweet-smelling herbs, roses, and lanes of lavender, from which she makes her own perfumes. She gave me attar of roses and lavender water she had distilled herself, and never have I smelt anything so fragrant. There is an art in the use of perfume. Too lavish an application is vulgar, but the faint, elusive trail of a good scent is most attractive. Some scents grow stale very quickly, so do not perfume your clothes. Just a touch behind each ear is all that is necessary. Men love us to use perfumes, but I have noticed that they are very fastidious about our choice of them. They are particularly averse to Oriental scents.