Nothing can rule us. “Possibility in the blue air“ en anglais dans le texte pour rappeler que ce parfum capture l'esprit des collines de Los Angeles, une ville où sous le ciel bleu tout est possible à grands coups de détermination et d'acharnement. On y trouvera encore une fois de l'inattendu qui convient bien à l'esprit d'Orange, ici il ne s'agit pas d'asphalte mais d'un opus vert, herbe coupée, menthe et chlorophylle, feuilles froissées de géranium, des muscs propres et puis silencieuse et majestueuse une rose de jardin vient parachever l'accord comme l'aurait souhaitée Anne l'héroïne du roman de Chandler Burr “You or someone like you“ dont s'inspire le parfum. Ici Chandler Burr longtemps journaliste respecté et redouté de l'industrie s'expose enfin dans l'arène des parfumeurs et réussit un parfum pour tous les amateurs d'originalité et de caractère où l'universel et le singulier cristallisent dans le flacon comme deux amoureux transis. “Possibility IN THE Blue Air“. And you dreamers, with your dreams — you might flourish, you might wither, but you don’t give up. You keep coming, or you think about coming, and sometimes you stay. Because someday, someone just might be looking for you, pointing at you, wanting you. Or someone like you. “A few years ago I wrote a novel called You Or Someone Like You set in Los Angeles. Its central character is a woman, Anne Rosenbaum, who lives in the Hollywood Hills with her husband, Howard, a movie studio executive. Like so many of the homes up the fantastical curves and canyons of the Hills they look down on LA’s Downtown skyscrapers and the concrete ribbon of the 101 freeway, across Mid-Wilshire and Robertson, the glass towers of Century City, and, on clear days, over the 405 to Santa Monica and the placid, blue Pacific. And always the palm trees, imported and planted in LA in the early 20th century, ‘just as I am an import,’ Anne observes, ‘now indigenous.’ Anne is English, born in Hammersmith, London. “As many have observed, Los Angeles is not a city. It is a state of mind. A strange amalgam of places and languages. Los Angeles is rivers of cement highways and infinite strips of asphalt, traffic, and despite or because of it all one of the most breathtakingly beautiful places on earth, a natural beauty made by nature and molded by people, cobalt sky and the greens and tans of the desert parks, ocean fog, the white and delicate pale yellow jasmine and honeysuckle flowers that grow up parking signs reading ‘Permit Parking Only Violators Will Be Towed.’ “This scent is very specific. When Etienne de Swardt approached me about creative directing a fragrance whose name would be the title of my novel, I told my perfumer, Caroline Sabas, that we were creating the fragrance Anne would wear. She is also very specific. Coolly crisply English, covered in but untouched by the silver, materialistic movie industry, literary, somewhat removed. “You Or Someone Like You is not the ‘scent of LA’ or ‘the smell of the Hollywood...