03/21/2025
Krmarich
227 Reviews
Krmarich
1
Like dried leaves...
After years of looking for a reasonably priced bottle, I found one from the late 1960s with a black rubber coating. It has an orange oak leaf on it. What a flawless presentation!
I have a lovely history with this classic. My mother always wore this when she took me trick or treating in the 1960s. It was also her favorite to wear at Thanksgiving dinners until about 1984 when it disappeared from her wardrobe. That's the kind of warm and fuzzy memories it involves for me.
Flash ahead to today. I cannot imagine paying $70. for a vintage, yet that's what they are going for on e-bay. Crown bottles are even pricier. Prince Matchabelli was in every drug store in North America. They were an affordable luxury that simply vanished.
I gave a spray. Big, giant aldehydes grab my attention. I am talking the hairspray kind that takes your breath away. I thought something had gone off at first. After a few minutes, Golden Autumn came back in my life. I can hear leaves rustling in the wind...
Rich, dark amber and OAKMOSS allow the gentle floral notes to peek through. Lots of red carnation, a little rose and jasmine sit on some spicy note. Maybe a little lilac and iris for its powder quality? There is some vetiver and patchouli to convey the woodsy-leafy effect. There is some light sandalwood/vanlla, more amber, musk, cedar and some pine-like smokiness tucked in here. Its dry and somewhat bitter, as if the frost had hit the ingredients.
Oh, I must say this is very vintage in character. It was produced when telephones and televisions still had dials. Young noses would run from this or perhaps fall off altogether. It reminds me of vintage Arpege or My Sin, that were also popular in the 1960s. They are pretty much museum pieces today, no less elegant beauties from a bygone era!
I have a lovely history with this classic. My mother always wore this when she took me trick or treating in the 1960s. It was also her favorite to wear at Thanksgiving dinners until about 1984 when it disappeared from her wardrobe. That's the kind of warm and fuzzy memories it involves for me.
Flash ahead to today. I cannot imagine paying $70. for a vintage, yet that's what they are going for on e-bay. Crown bottles are even pricier. Prince Matchabelli was in every drug store in North America. They were an affordable luxury that simply vanished.
I gave a spray. Big, giant aldehydes grab my attention. I am talking the hairspray kind that takes your breath away. I thought something had gone off at first. After a few minutes, Golden Autumn came back in my life. I can hear leaves rustling in the wind...
Rich, dark amber and OAKMOSS allow the gentle floral notes to peek through. Lots of red carnation, a little rose and jasmine sit on some spicy note. Maybe a little lilac and iris for its powder quality? There is some vetiver and patchouli to convey the woodsy-leafy effect. There is some light sandalwood/vanlla, more amber, musk, cedar and some pine-like smokiness tucked in here. Its dry and somewhat bitter, as if the frost had hit the ingredients.
Oh, I must say this is very vintage in character. It was produced when telephones and televisions still had dials. Young noses would run from this or perhaps fall off altogether. It reminds me of vintage Arpege or My Sin, that were also popular in the 1960s. They are pretty much museum pieces today, no less elegant beauties from a bygone era!
