Who doesn’t know the clumsy Mr. Hulot from Jacques Tati’s famous movie from 1952? An eccentric with a hat and pipe who causes trouble everywhere, no matter what he does. Whether driving a car, playing tennis or just listening to jazz. What would a perfume of the same name smell like?
There’s talk of a salty breeze from the Mediterranean where Monsieur spends his holidays, of driftwood, seaweed covered rocks, and the scent of old leather suitcases. In contrast to other aquatic scents like Sel Marin by Heeley or Tirrenico by Profumi del Forte, Mr. Hulot’s Holiday does not exude the typical watery ozone notes. I can’t feel the rough coast of Brittany nor can I find the leather suitcase. For me, the scent is a mixture of a bouquet of white flowers and fresh air. Don’t get me wrong – Mr. Hulot is a synonym for chaos and action, restless like the jazz he loves – that’s what I expected. To my surprise, what I got was a very polite, innocent and clean perfume.
Perfumer: Christopher Brosius
Notes: salty breeze, seaweed, driftwood, leather