• Beauty

    Jo Malone’s English Pear and Freesia creative review

    I walked up the stairs where my roommate James’s door is the first one to meet head-on. He was wearing no shirt, a pair of jeans and a toque. I remarked that he was naked and he replied only half, then put a shirt on as I explained that the strange part was to be wearing a winter hat with no shirt. We were talking in the kitchen about who only knows—boys, scandals, ice cream—when I walked into my bedroom to find a little white bowl on my dresser, the kind that James has maybe 10 of, one of which holds a little heap of salt and sits in the…

  • Beauty

    Fall for l’Ambre

    There are few things that I love more than when the air turns crisper, sweaters come out of the closet and the cool winds of fall start blowing. The smell of weather turning is one of the simplest joys of nature, and signals my favourite time for my simplest commercial pleasure: rotating my fragrance collection. I put away my more shallow but lovely scents: summer fragrances that feel like a splash of cool water, the eau de colognes and anything heavy on citrus. I dust off my vanity tray—the mirrored should-be staple of any woman’s bedroom—and start arranging my cool weather favourites. Fall screams for vanillas and patchoulis. Anything tobacco,…