by NowSmellThis

Jean Couturier's Coriandre was my first realistic signature odour. I started wearing it in subordinate apex group (waist kind, to many of you) and I stuck to it for rather a elongated outmoded, although at some site I started wearing Chanel Cristalle on the side, and later still I switched over to Christian Dior's Diorissimo . Nobody else I knew wore Coriandre, which made it the talented signature odour, and to my then-very-teenaged self, it seemed almost extraordinarily urbane.

Coriandre launched in 1973, only a year before Cristalle. Susan Irvine's Nose Marker lists the notes as coriander, angelica, orange blossom, aldehydes, rose, geranium, jasmine, orris, lily, ylang ylang, patchouli, oakmoss, vetiver, sandalwood, civet and musk; and Irvine describes it as a aroma “For a red-headed Raymond Chandler premiere danseuse. Or an anchorite”. I am neither of those things now, and was arguably less so back in minor on a trip, but I completely adored Coriandre. It was incomparably diffusive and I could not get to one's feet it sprayed, so I always bought the bespatter Eau de Toilette (and always in the smallest square footage as its shelf individual was very miserable) and dabbed a unimportant on my wrists and temples. I did not be informed the style chypre then, but that is what Coriandre was, and I commemorate it as stylish, dry, and very country-like (it had a courteous stinging shady upper hand on tenterhooks), with a pungent-herbal rebound and an obscene dry down....

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