In a nutshell: Timbuktu smells like old money. Old money on vacation at a resort in a hot, dry climate.

Sa Majesté la Rose is rose with a walloping splash of Serge Lutens Chene thrown in on top. I don't think there's any patchouli in this but something makes me think of patchouli. If you find L'Artisan'...

When I was very young my dad often took me to town with him. How I loved those trips! Among many delightful places we'd go there was this one place we hit on a semi-frequent basis. I can't remember t...

My uncle, just a youngun, made a wooden treasure box in December of 1937. He died in 1944 in another land, and to him I'm sure, another world, during World War II. His treasure box was set aside and ...