DSH Perfumes Parfum de Grasse: Dawn Spencer Hurwitz’s “Hymn” to Grasse

 DSH Perfumes Parfum de Grasse


Grasse and I have had a long term love affair.

It began years before I’d ever heard of Peter Mayle, or before it became tony.

I was a teenaged girl traveling on her own steam in the early ‘70’s.



I slept in barns with livestock, bathed in lakes and rivers.

I had long been obsessed with aroma, atmosphere, language, culture, and anything wild and untamed;

Provence, with its Roman vestiges and rocky terrain, its rich history and langue d’oc,

appealed to me.

I felt as if I had come home at last.

 

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I loved a little pension named Paradis, which overlooked a very hilly landscape; from the windows I could smell the goats as they grazed, the wild thyme [serpolet], rosemary, marjoram they nibbled and trod underfoot… 

 

 

Daily wash hung out to dry, children laughing and playing in the stony gardens- and the city of Grasse right below me, unfolding like a carpet of greens, browns, peppered with riots of glorious blooms, scrubby lavender, palms, and the striking yellow of the occasional mimosa.

I would return, again and again, as if summoned by the Sirens.

 

 

Winsome Dawn describes her  DSH Perfumes Parfum de Grasse quite simply : A Hymn. And, in the full force of summer heat and humidity, it recalls my heart’s wild waiting for the mistral- Surrounded by the quintessential aromas of Grasse which filled me with a singular joy.  The phrase *floral chypre* /categorizes /it, but it doesn’t begin to reveal the seamless loveliness and abundance of which this fragrance sings to me. Like many chypres, we tickle the senses with bergamot up front; fortunate ones, we get neroli and mimosa , into the bargain. The heart is every bit THAT- plenitude of spicy carnation, voluptuousness of Rosa Centifolia, essential Jasmin de Grasse.

 

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Orris concrete evokes those fields so loved by Van Gogh- his painting /Irises /[1889] materializes before me. 
Then comes beeswax.

 

 

If you want to add sweet expansiveness that makes love to your other materials, this would be it.

Like a mellifluous harmony, it marries these iconic florals of great beauty, adding its own honeyed, haylike fulsomeness in the process.

The base – bearing Brazilian vetiver, moss and sandalwood- anchors all and contributes an indelible earthiness and solidity that isn’t weighty in the least.

It’s a mysterious, deeply soothing subtext, like an underground stream.

 

 

I wear DSH Perfumes Parfum de Grasse with increasing frequency- whether to work (where it BETTER be good-or I’ll hear about it), or for myself alone….

To bed, at sunrise  Miss Pamina, my guinea pig, loves to nestle up in the cleavage where I lavish it . 

*(For the curious among us all, and the love of transparency: *
No,* my opinions can’t be purchased, /not for any price./ )
I buy, and use up- all my own bottles …) 

– Ida Meister, Senior Editor

 

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10 comments

  • What a beautiful and intense evocation!
    Makes one cave both the adventure and the perfume.

  • Oh, Ida, your pieces are so sensuous I want to roll around in them!! And I also want to smell this glorious perfume….

  • You are killing me softly sweet Ida.
    So so strange.. as I rode in a bus today thru Yonkers.
    Sunnyside drive.
    Grasse and rose petals came to mind.
    And a certain pension where I recall aromatic  lavender and roses and free champagne.
    Romantic fools we were… and remain. 

  • Marvelous!
    Having smelled this wonderful perfume I can appreciate this even more! I am ready to go to France right now…

  • Dear, dear Ida!
    I can not express my appreciation for your gift of language!  What glorious paintings you have created with your words…I am in awe.  Thank you so very much for this beautiful Ode.

  • What beautiful words you have shared regarding one of my favorite places.  France and then Grasse.
    I was amazed when you said you had come home at last…that is my exact feeling about Grasse and my first trip there.  Deja vu!

    Beautiful descriptive poetry and wonderful pictures to go with…Gorgeous…thanks for the memories….

  • Lucky me, I just had lunch with you, Dear Chaya!!! I am so happy to read your wonderful words, which you weave into a delicious tapestry! Your writing ability invokes aromas and deep feelings. And Dawn, I did experience your lovely perfume, courtesy of Miss Chaya – exquisite!! Love your talent! Hugs to you and Chaya.

  • chayaruchama says:

    I simply feel honored that each of you took the time to read and comment  !!!
    This scent is a true classic.
    I've been through nearly two bottles already- because i'm such a pig ;-0
    NOW- if we could arrange a collaboration entre Mr. Mattress Man and the Fey Princess-
    Now THAT would be a felicitous fragrant lovechild ;-0