Boudoir Vivienne Westwood 1998 Parfum

Age limits and genders are not defined.
Immediately, when you spray it, a citrusy, old-fashioned soap foam hits your nose, then it turns green. Not a delicate mint green or a sleepy olive green, no, a rich emerald green, seasoned with sweet, orgiastically intrusive flowers and a dash of bitterness. At that moment, you realize: THIS is not office-appropriate!
You become somewhat frantic, and your nostrils flare. Nervously, you rummage through your lingerie drawer, where the cheeky items lie that you haven’t worn in years. As a huge, herbal floral flash overwhelms you, its reach spreading throughout the house, you squeeze into lace underwear and fishnet stockings. You throw on your velvety kimono, embroidered with daffodil flowers. Somehow, they seem to smell too. Bewitchingly conspiratorial. The living room is transformed into a boudoir. With silk scarves over the lamps, you create a shell-like atmosphere. Well, if that doesn’t entice the husband, what will?
The lock on the apartment door turns, the husband comes home. He throws his keys into the bowl on the hallway dresser and slips into his slippers. He shuffles into the bathroom. The toilet flushes, and he pulls on his baggy sweatpants over his flappy boxers. No greeting, not even a “Hello.” In the kitchen, a bottle cap pops. He looks in the fridge and calls out, “What’s for dinner?”
She doesn’t respond. “Is there any of that casserole left from yesterday?”
With a filled plate and beer, he heads to the living room. A floral-spice-vanilla-cinnamon cloud wafts towards him. She sits lazily on the couch, nibbling on a strawberry and toasting him with sparkling wine.
“What’s going on here? One could break a bone!” he exclaims, promptly stumbling over the edge of the carpet and falling face-first into the casserole.
She smiles smugly, gives him another whack with the sandalwood ladle, grabs the sparkling wine, steps over him, and heads over to Uwe, who has been flirting with her for years.
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The little bottle unexpectedly fell into my lap, and I am grateful to a friend for this scent memory. Boudoir as EdP was recommended to me on parfumo in the fragrance consultation when I was new in 2011 and looking for a crazy and unusual scent. Back then, they hit the nail on the head.
You can read about the work of Vivienne Westwood in the “Interesting Facts” section. She was born in 1941 and sadly passed away on December 29, 2022.
Yes, this fragrance is a primal force, beautiful, sensual, demanding, yet harmonious and very feminine.