Jo Malone has launched a new scent called English Pear and Freesia.
The tagline reads: “The Essence of Autumn” and I’d say that I couldn’t agree more. The scent was inspired by Keats’ ode “To Autumn”:
SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, 5 And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, 10 For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells. 2.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; 15 Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep, Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; 20 Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. 3.
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, 25 And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; 30 Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
It’s quite a beautiful poem and heartening to anyone who is starting to miss summer or even the past spring. The poem reminds us of an orchard with ripening fruits, and I don’t know where you live, dear reader, but it’s been a while since I’ve been in an orchard. Still, think back to your last autumnal visit to your local farmer’s market, and you’ll kind of capture the feeling that Keats may have been thinking of.
Poetry aside, it’s interesting to see how this inspired the English Pear and Freesia cologne. It seems to me that more and more, Jo Malone is focussing less on one singular scent (like, Red Roses, say) and is thinking of perfume being made up of lots of parts. Not that Red Roses and the others don’t have many accords to them, it’s just to say that the titles actually recognize that.
English Pear and Freesia, doesn’t smell like pear and flowers. Not at all.
Instead, it starts off being crisp and fresh like autumnal air, and has a ripe fruity drydown that’s mixed with an earthiness that is probably due to the base note of patchouli. The sweetness in the finish is more like amber rather than pear, and I have to say that I didn’t smell much pear in this, which is fine by me. This scent is like taking a brisk walk in cold air, and feeling really warm when you’re done despite the temperature outside. Despite the earthiness and freshness of this scent, there’s an underlying grounded feeling that’s more round.
Jo Malone is available only at fine department stores, and though the sales associate will recommend you blend this with one of the other Jo Malone colognes, I would venture to say that this is actually one scent that can stand quite strongly on its own.
Retails for $118 Canadian for 100ml.