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...smells like a cold day on a clean beach.
When I first stumbled across Hermès Eau de Merveilles at a mainstream perfume counter, I was surprised. Unlike its cronies jostling for position on the Windexed glass, here was a perfume that didn't shriek of strawberries or vanilla or white musk. The off-kilter bottle, dappled with stars, contained a fragrance that wasn't obvious, saturated, primary-colored.
Instead, the fragrance sallied forth with a puff of orange, then quickly became contemplative. It started fresh, but got fuzzy. It was brisk, salty and serene, all at the same time.
Amidst the clatter of junk-food fragrances that are fun for quick flings and youthful indiscretions, Eau de Merveilles is a big-label offering that offers couture class at mall prices. And best of all, when you wear Eau de Merveilles, you smell like you. Expensive you.