Of course it's simply the reaction the modes set wp in the mind. It' influence of heredity. A translated Eskimo ady would probably match gingham and afchouli together and be well content the smell of whale oil would, on the other.and, perhaps make her quite sentimental.
There are actually those who love the mell. of a ship's engine room—to explain shis of course one would have to call in a Ssychologist. Those who have travelled a China's hills may plump for the smell "f wood smoke—when they smell it they hut their eyes and the cloud damp is on their faces, the heat of the day is over, little fires glow through dark doorways and supper is going to taste good. or the south. The p woman n those old days would be who was lig the ways of ihe invader—a most risible thing to do.
it would be the Roma: who would delight an occasional Britoness with ihe contents of a rare phial of perfume. Later he Norman nobility weld continue the cod work, having themselves been initiated 3y those from further south.
They would have brought with them essences composed oí roses, acacia, and ce, thyme, rosemary and lavender, and the eternal violets of Nice. Citron and orange flowers would come from Sicily, ris and bergamot from Italy Adventures Past and Future e a woman bending with eyes over a vase of gardenia. because "they carry me back to my yedeing day." Anouer will fed agau ne ccstesy of life at ten years old in the garden of a Jane Austen-y house by the sea, with the gravel scrunching underfoot ud ihe sun sparkling on the waves—anc all because wallflowers are in bloom.
Perfumes obviously have in them the possibilities of adventures. Who knows that trains of thought may spring up in your wake as you pass? Why—the bold-: arted ought to have an armoury of scent bottles on her dressing-table.
The Lavender Ladies Lavender and peppermint seem to be he only indigenous British perfumes. Under the name of llafant or llafanty the former was know to Welsh cians as a medicine in the thirteen century. At es lavender fame with n grown as d the English oil of laver rly six the price of the world's next best.
vender has its limitations. It is sweet not gay. As for peppermint—one cane wanting to smell of preciate the surprise dies of Britain duced to the Woman May Change Her Mind marvellous odours brought over from the Continent.
No longer does any woman listen to the leaching that she should find the perfume which expresses herself and stick to it and oe known by it. For what type of "her" will ever be true of a woman for more than an hour or so on end? Down in the dumps one moment, on the top of the world the next—that is far more likely to express the modern madame. Who wants be always associated with a violet or a sprig of heliotrope?
Nevertheless, in our best moments we shall be frilly and our skirts will swirl, and we shall wear hats of an endearing absurdity—we shall appear to be all manner of varied things. But one thing we shall aever be (well, hardly ever) and that is slinky. Heavy perfumes are for the moment "out." 7.2
Freshness Fills the Air This one prohibition will suit the book of most women—for slinkiness is not really practical. It is difficult to carry it sucessfully into daily life. It doesn't match with seeing the cook about dinner and certainly not with any kind of workaday existence. Cars, cushions and shaded lights ire its demands.
Yet, though Hagar the Slink has been sast forth into the wilderness, it is still accessary to take thought if we are to be entirely worthy of each moment as it The attraction of perfume is, indeed, so irresistible that it is not astonishing that here should still be plenty of people who egard it with suspicion—on the principle hat pleasant things cannot be good for on. A very worthy lady used to say hat if she was in doubt as to what course Xf action to pursue, she always chose the one she hated most and then she could be ure she was doing right.
It would be hateful to smell of peppermint. Let us rather paraphrase the question of the English divine, and ask Why should the devil have all the best mells?" Why should the exquisi ance of a corsage of fresh flo reclaimed by all—but the same fragrance which has been imprisoned in a bottle by he genius of man to be released at will c considered to have lost its innocence? ind if in addition it is given a thrilling name, its doom in the eyes of many is caled.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.