“My fictional Anne wears it so presumably do thousands of other women. If you need to know what it’s made of, don’t wear it You is not for you.) (The raw materials are completely irrelevant. It is LA, whatever that means, though in part it means the norms a scent would follow in a meeting at one of the agencies near Wilshire, at a studio, at a lunch in Bel Air or dinner off Beverly Drive. Caroline and I discussed this at each step during the creation process. It is, on the other hand, stylistically and in its technical construction what a Los Angeles woman would wear in my view. “ You Or Someone Like You is not the ‘scent of LA’ or ‘the smell of the Hollywood Hills captured.’ It is not one of those olfactory synecdoches.
YOU OR SOMEONE LIKE YOU PERFUME MOVIE
Coolly crisply English, covered in but untouched by the silver, materialistic movie industry, literary, somewhat removed.
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. 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.’ A strange amalgam of places and languages. “As many have observed, Los Angeles is not a city. And always the palm trees, imported and planted in LA in the early 20 th century, ‘just as I am an import,’ Anne observes, ‘now indigenous.’ Anne is English, born in Hammermith, London.
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. Its central character is a woman, Anne Rosenbaum, who lives in the Hollywood Hills with her husband, Howard, a movie studio executive. “A few years ago I wrote a novel called You Or Someone Like You set in Los Angeles. You keep coming, or you think about coming, and sometimes you stay.īecause someday, someone just might be looking for you, pointing at you, wanting you. And we gave it the name of Chandler’s novel, set in Los Angeles.Īnd you dreamers, with your dreams - you might flourish, you might wither, but you don’t give up. So we decided to collaborate on a fragrance that an LA woman might wear. Whatever they’re searching for - happiness, love, money, fame - the temptations lure them deeper and deeper into this concrete paradise.ĭoes Los Angeles have a scent? It’s impossible to say. In On the Road, Jack Kerouac wrote, “LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities.” It’s the city described by Woody Allen’s character in Annie Hall as the city where “the only cultural advantage is being able to make a right turn on a red light.”īut they come, the dreamers, for the sunshine and the possibilities, to this land of opportunity, where hope springs eternal. In this, the city of fallen angels, fantasy rules. Anne is a serious gardener - I wrote a trellis of roses into her garden, I wrote in mint and wild grasses though the individual raw materials are in the end irrelevant. "It should be clear that You Or Someone Like You is not some kind of olfactory landscape painting.
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