It’s March Madness, and you know what that means, kids!
You spend inordinate amounts of office time filling out NCAA brackets for the office pool, only to have it blown to smithereens by Mercer or Harvard on the very first day.
Or you do like Meg does, and come up with a much more creative set of brackets to ponder and bet on. The other day Meg was watching Mo Rocca of CBS News doing a segment on perfume, and how it’s created. One of the more unique things companies in that field were being asked is to devise a special scent for a University. In this case, the fragrance being featured was called “Eau de Syracuse“.
Meg pondered that and thought: newly fallen snow and Orangemen basketball. She immediately got a whiff of a citrusy tangerine snow cone, with a hint of rubber sneaker sole. So that smell would be reminiscent of Syracuse campus? Meg is thinking more 7-11 slurpee on that one.
I’m sure you all have had a favorite perfume over the years. Meg remembers always having a little something to spray on, starting in junior high. As she segued through college, (70’s and 80’s) there were many iconic scents she and her classmates and colleagues wore.
Meg started out with this classic fragrance as freshman:
There was something about that pink bottle. It was a hugely potent smell, with lots of bergamot, patchouli, and topnotes of library lady. Classic.
A year or so later the craze was to smell fresh and innocent, like this:
Meg totally bought into this, and realized when her natural skin oils mixed with Love’s Baby Soft, she smelled like a skunk, and not like a newborn baby. Which makes Meg wonder why she and her friends wanted to smell like a freshly diapered infant? Distinctly not sexy.
As the late 70’s progressed, more and more designers came out with signature fragrances, giving birth to the department store spritzer gal, ever ready at the mall entrance to douse you with a pricey spray of something of other. Meg took a little trip back in time and came up with a perfume bracket of sorts, summing of some of the best and worst of the 70’s and 80’s:
Meg knows she didn’t fill her bracket out to the fullest, but it gives you the general idea of how the things were rolling back then. She pretty much tried all of these perfumes; some choices were driven by designer labels, some by celebrity. Meg cannot imagine why she was influenced by Daryl Hannah hawking Sun, Moon and Stars, but it was featured in her rotating tray of bottles.
Ultimately, Meg always went to her go to, Halston, which she wore for quite awhile. If there was one signature scent from those days, that was it. It was disco, an old boyfriend, a special birthday, a college graduation, and a lot of other events all wrapped up into one. Every morning she walked through the fine mist, prepared to to face the day.
If Meg had a bottle today, she guarantees it would transport her back a few decades, which she is sure something no alma mater perfume could ever do. And somehow, she does not think “Eau de Framingham State University” would really have the same romantic cachet as “Halston”.