Makila by Jean Patou: launched in 1961. Available as parfum de toilette (Toilet water).
So what does it smell like? Opens with a harsh green accord before a white flower bouquet filled with jasmine upon a leathery, dry hay accord.
In the movie Breakfast at Tiffany's, Holly Golightly sprays Makila by Jean Patou in the stairwell, first when she’s on her way to see Sally Tomato, and then again when she’s drunk and piggybacked by Fred back to her apartment.
Fragrance Composition:
So what does it smell like? Opens with a harsh green accord before a white flower bouquet filled with jasmine upon a leathery, dry hay accord.
- Top notes: lemon, bergamot, green notes, neroli, reseda, oregano, sweet pea
- Middle notes: violet, tuberose, orange blossom, lilac, Grasse jasmine, heliotrope, broom, rose
- Base notes: Mysore sandalwood, leather, dry hay accord, oakmoss, musk, tonka bean, vetiver, labdanum, ambergris
Combat, 1961:
"New at Jean Patou: the Makila Parfum de Toilette. Claim it at the best perfumeries. Its warm scent, whose musk makes a flowery complex of tuberose, heliotrope, reseda and oregano infinitely attractive, with a touch of violet, is ideal for the dizziness of dancing nights."
Combat, 1961:
"On the eve of the end-of-year celebrations, in this harsh December: heated by the generous quest for gifts, Jean Patou is launching a new parfum de toilette which is a sweet message of sunny days. Spring? Summer? What to say? Tuberose dominates sentimental violet. Resedas and heliotropes vibrate on edge, mingled with the exquisite aroma of sweet peas painted by Marie Laurencin. A base where I believe I can discern the warmth of amber sensualized with a hint of musk and woody with the particular nuance of oregano, makes 'Makila', a perfume of intimacy 'designed' for the female body, to impregnate these intimate silks from which the woman gets rid of her petals like a rose. There is, in this smell, a kind of calm surrender to the sacred disarray of happy hours. In the whirlwind of dancing on New Year's Eve, this garden aroma will idealize the artifices of too concerted pleasures. For the crackling evenings of the mountain chalets, when the night recovers the great silence of the snow, it will be like a fine reassuring ray, a ray for the sense of smell."
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