MYTHILO Vol. 3 // DIPTYQUE // BAIES

Admittedly, I'm a pretty bad pathfinder. Sense of direction? Nope ! Map reading? No chance! But there is one address that I can find blindly, even if I'm pushed to earth from space like Felix Baumgartner.

Boulevard Saint Germain 34 in Paris. The headquarters of the Parisian perfume company Diptyque.

Birthplace of the most sophisticated fragrances - the olfactory paradise on earth!

The world would be a different place today (note: it's a blog, not a scientific article) had the paths of Desmond Knox-Leet, Christiane Gautrot and Yves Coueslant not crossed in the early 60s. Thank you fate!

For those of you who have never been there (if you haven't: put it on your list!) One door, two symmetrical storefronts on each side, that's what their store looks like. To the three founders, who know art history inside and out, it reminded them of a diptych, that is, a painting connected by hinges that open. That's why they came up with the idea of calling their company Diptyque (although Mythilo would also have been very fitting but if you once studied art history, you can't bring that up without getting your degree revoked). For this reason, I forgive them.

Now to the fragrance:

I love scents/ fragrances - all three hundred of them, which make my dressing room a better place. But Diptyque is very special because while there are many hundreds of perfumers, with Diptyque I never felt that monetary considerations played any role in creating a fragrance. They follow their passion - straightforward, courageous, creative.

Of course, it's a challenge not only to smell good yourself, but also to create a fragrance concept for your home. ( Don't ask - of course I have one). May all the Nez - that's what they call the great perfumers - out there forgive me - you can't do it without Diptyque. Unless you like vanilla scented candles from swedish furniture stores or artificial forest scent from a spray can. Then please unsubscribe from my newsletter. NOW!

Diptyque Baies - The fruity acidity of freshly picked cassis berries. Close your eyes, take a deep breath and you will see in your mind's eye that leaves still hang from some of the fruit bunches, their green, aromatic scent interweaving with the lively, floral aromas of the rose. Tears of joy run down my cheek.

Thank you Diptyque, that you exist - I love you!