So when I first read this...I thought it was a clever joke on perfumistas.
But this description and scent is for real.
Seriously.
I checked the perfume blogs and no one seems to have actually sniffed it. It is unavailable in the US and appears to be limited edition.
If you have sniffed Fat Electrician...the perfume...please post your thoughts in the comments.
I might be crazy but the notes and mixture sound quite fetching.
His beauty would have been his greatest asset.
One imagines he was raised in the big air of Texas, his soft skin scrubbed by ears of wheat, his eyelashes curled by grappling with grace against a blinding sun. A Midnight Cowboy lost on city asphalt. A fisherman without a line, he was made to be hooked by others, to believe in his fate without knowing it, to wreak havoc and forget it over time. Youth for women-of-a-certain-age, stock for late-night parties, a partner to accompany the wealthy of Palm Peach on nature walks, his splendor is consumed in the service of others. Now, a Fat Electrician in New Jersey, his talent depleted in his sexual decline.
To celebrate this beauty which cannot be recaptured, a splendid vetiver is required -an ode to bygone eroticism. Antoine Maisondieu has willed him white, metallic, silver like the ancestral green of olive leaves. But also sweet, demure, addictive like a chestnut cream – vanilla bean, opoponax and myrrh in the bottom notes. Intensely concentrated, resinous, flawlessly unrefined, it conveys a sensuality of contradiction. Because all beauty carries within itself the knowledge that it will not last.
Fat Electrician, 50ml 59 € only at the boutique 69 rue des Archives - Paris 3ème
Available in March 2009
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