Parfum Sacré Caron 1990 Eau de Parfum

What were the times when you couldn't order fancy perfumes so easily on the net. A business trip to London? Great, after work immediately to Harrods, to Selfridges, to Fortnum & Masons, but especially to Les Senteurs in Mayfair. In Paris, of course, immediately to Bon Marché, to Lafayette and to Avenue Montaigne: Parfums Caron, the glass urns, for bottling Tabac Blond, Narcisse Noir, Alpona. What I loved. Parfum Sacré I bought in Munich, that peppery soapiness, echoes of Coup de Fouet, of Or et Noir - and always of what the word perfume means: a worship of the gods through scent, through scented smoke. I'm wearing this version of Parfum Sacré today and am once again smitten - this is French haute parfumerie at its best. And the statement, I can't remember by whom: Guerlain is for maitresses, Caron is for duchesses (or something like that), I can relate to here, even if this perfume was no longer created by Ernst Daltroff.