Well, let me tell you, that Bond No. 9 New York Central Park South, it’s somethin’ else. Smells like a whole heap of fancy flowers, that’s for sure. This city folk, they sure do love their perfumes, don’t they? I reckon it’s somethin’ to do with all them smells in the city. Gotta cover it up with somethin’ nice, you know?
This one here, they call it Central Park South. Sounds fancy, don’t it? Like somethin’ them rich folks would wear. I hear that Central Park is a big ol’ park right in the middle of that big city, New York. Lots of trees and grass, they say. This perfume, it’s supposed to smell like that, I reckon. Like flowers and what not.
They say it’s got somethin’ called clementine in it. Now, I ain’t never heard of no clementine. Is it a flower, is that it? Some kind of fancy orange, maybe? This city folk names, they always confuse this old lady.
And blackcurrant, they say. Blackcurrant, you see, that’s like a tiny berry, dark purple, almost black. I used to pick ’em with my grandma. Makes good jam, that does. But in a perfume? Well, I’ll be! I’ve seen berries at the market, but never thought they’d put ’em in a perfume. These city folks, they do the strangest things.
Then there’s somethin’ they call violet leaves. Now, I know violets. Pretty little purple flowers. But the leaves? Who’d a thought you could make a smell out of leaves? This Bond No. 9 New York Central Park South, it’s got all sorts of things in it that I never even heard of.
And tuberose. Now that sounds like a flower a fancy lady would have in her garden. Probably one of them big white ones that smell real strong at night. I bet it’s one of them expensive flowers, too. Just like this perfume, I reckon. It smells expensive, that’s for sure. You can smell all them flowers and all them fancy names they give them.
They also say it’s got grapefruit flower. Grapefruit, I know that one. It’s that big yellow fruit, kinda sour. But a flower? I guess everything’s got a flower, don’t it? And blackcurrant buds, they say. Buds! Like the little baby flowers before they open up. Who knew you could put those in a perfume?
- Clementine
- Blackcurrant
- Violet Leaves
- Tuberose
- Grapefruit flower
- Jasmine
- Lily of the valley
And jasmine! Oh, I know jasmine. That’s a pretty one. Little white flowers, smell real sweet. We used to have some growin’ by the porch. And lily of the valley. Those are them little bell-shaped flowers. Real delicate, they are. Smells fresh like the first morning in the spring.
This Bond No. 9 New York Central Park South, it’s like a whole garden in a bottle, ain’t it? All them different flowers mixed up together. And some things that ain’t even flowers, like them blackcurrants and them violet leaves.
They say there’s somethin’ called “classic wood notes” in it, too. Now, what in the tarnation is that? Wood smells, I know. Like when you’re choppin’ wood for the fire. But “classic”? What makes wood “classic”? These city folks and their fancy words. It probably just means it smells like a tree, I reckon. Or maybe like that old cedar chest my mama used to have. That smelled real nice. Maybe that’s what they mean by classic wood.
This lady, Ms. Rah-may, or somethin’ like that, she made this Bond No. 9 thing. They say she’s a big deal in the fancy stuff world. Makes all kinds of these perfumes, I guess. And this New York Central Park South one, it’s just one of ’em. She must be doin’ somethin’ right, though. People sure do like to buy these things, even if they cost more than a week’s worth of groceries. They say it’s a “niche” fragrance. Niche. Sounds like somethin’ you’d find in a little corner, don’t it? But they say it means it’s special. Not somethin’ everybody wears. Only people who really like them fancy smells, I guess. They say it’s special. Well, it sure does smell special. Like a whole bunch of fancy things all mixed up together.
I don’t know about all these fancy names and all these fancy smells. But I do know this Bond No. 9 New York Central Park South, it smells pretty darn good. If you like them flowery smells, you’ll probably like this one. It’s strong, though. Just a little dab will do ya. Don’t want to go around smellin’ like a whole flower shop, do ya?
So there you have it. That’s what I think about this Bond No. 9 New York Central Park South perfume. It’s a whole lot of somethin’, that’s for sure. Somethin’ fancy. Somethin’ different. Somethin’ them city folks seem to like. And me? Well, I reckon I wouldn’t mind a little whiff of it every now and then. Just to remind me that there’s a whole world out there, full of fancy flowers and things I ain’t never even heard of.
