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Beloved boredom
On a day in 1897, a man stands by a road and films a scene. You can find the colorized clip on Youtube. It is surprisingly tender images. We see grown people throwing snowballs. They bounce and throw, reaching exuberantly into the snow again and again, finding new teammates and covering new backs and coat collars with the white powder. It's so innocent and rotten, fun so famously and utterly colossal, that you go quiet. Silent as the film itself. They don't know they're yet to experience the bloodthirst of their age, whose earth will devour them. They throw snowballs. It is the time of innocence.
Kiton Men has always been like this scene for me: serene and rotten and a bit outside of ongoing events. The scent feels like it's from a world where you could still find a flower in your buttonhole here and there, where men wore suits in their everyday lives (as best as their social classes allowed) and in a rare moment of cockiness could suddenly become colossally cheerful.
The fragrance starts with pleasant bergamot embedded in an unsweetened pineapple. Above all, Kiton Men is wooed by a soft floral aroma that can make a gentleman out of a guy, well-meaning and quiet. It comes across as so polite and courteous, so supremely classic and devoid of foppish attitude, that it almost makes you feel like you've stepped back in time to the centuries. There is nothing at all ostentatious or showy about the fragrance. It is not at any moment calculating. And before the florals possibly come through unseemly, it also dims the burgeoning color palette with dryness. It's elegant in an old-fashioned way. A pleasant companion.
And it's just basic honest craftsmanship. You don't read a chemistry set on the packaging, just a few ingredients. The fragrance does not turn any daring pirouettes, but accompanies you through everyday life as reliably as a pocket square. And even if the great compliments are missing, because simply the effects are missing, may seem boring, where it is beautiful.
And yes, boredom. It has a bad reputation. Yet it gives us its great arc beyond jumpy attractions. It is as slow and time-lost as an uneventful winter day. The fragrance tells us a bit about that, about slow gestures and silent waiting. But it also tells of something suddenly happening. That encounter in the street where people come together and throw snowballs. Nothing worked up to it, nothing noises in between. It's what the scent is like.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaYfi-A7xY0
Kiton Men has always been like this scene for me: serene and rotten and a bit outside of ongoing events. The scent feels like it's from a world where you could still find a flower in your buttonhole here and there, where men wore suits in their everyday lives (as best as their social classes allowed) and in a rare moment of cockiness could suddenly become colossally cheerful.
The fragrance starts with pleasant bergamot embedded in an unsweetened pineapple. Above all, Kiton Men is wooed by a soft floral aroma that can make a gentleman out of a guy, well-meaning and quiet. It comes across as so polite and courteous, so supremely classic and devoid of foppish attitude, that it almost makes you feel like you've stepped back in time to the centuries. There is nothing at all ostentatious or showy about the fragrance. It is not at any moment calculating. And before the florals possibly come through unseemly, it also dims the burgeoning color palette with dryness. It's elegant in an old-fashioned way. A pleasant companion.
And it's just basic honest craftsmanship. You don't read a chemistry set on the packaging, just a few ingredients. The fragrance does not turn any daring pirouettes, but accompanies you through everyday life as reliably as a pocket square. And even if the great compliments are missing, because simply the effects are missing, may seem boring, where it is beautiful.
And yes, boredom. It has a bad reputation. Yet it gives us its great arc beyond jumpy attractions. It is as slow and time-lost as an uneventful winter day. The fragrance tells us a bit about that, about slow gestures and silent waiting. But it also tells of something suddenly happening. That encounter in the street where people come together and throw snowballs. Nothing worked up to it, nothing noises in between. It's what the scent is like.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaYfi-A7xY0
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