Thursday, March 13, 2014
Grey Flannel by Geoffrey Beene
Violet, Rose, Daffodil, Mimosa, Iris, Sage, Geranium.
Cedar, Vetiver, Oakmoss, Tonka Bean, Almond.
Grey Flannel is one of the few classic masculines that, to this day, gives me split personality. It's association to the woolen sheath it comes in is very appropriate ( at least to me ). I recognize individuality when I smell it and know beforehand that this particular scent is held in high regard by many. Still, I can't bring myself to love it or even give it full wearings, yet I keep it around to periodically visit with it and enjoy the eclecticism that is Grey Flannel. That may sound strange, but Grey Flannel isn't the only fragrance I esteem in a similar fashion.
The hardest part of wearing Grey Flannel for me is the heart accord. It's at its most rugged, unapologetic and virile part of its interesting life. I actually enjoy the top and drydown stages, but the heart accord is where I temporarily hit the wall. It's as if all the notes lift up their voices at once and the result is a dissonant cacophony of treble and scooped midrange. This stage simply doesn't suit me and never has, yet it evolves into a different melody after 20 minutes or so have elapsed. Once that transpires, I'm back to enjoying the Geoffrey Beene concert of perfume notes.