Victoria Coren Mitchell Quotes

When you're creating a fragrance, you're always thinking about what you want that first smell to be, that first reaction. It's a sensation, like a symphony with all of those layers and notes. I love the way it changes and the way it dries down. The fun thing about scent is that it's unique to everyone; pheromones take on a new scent.

The sense of smell, like a faithful counsellor, foretells its character.

I do believe that using fragrance is a plus. It's one of our senses and it's be a waste not to use our sense of smell. I also think smell is something that tells a lot about a person.

I just love good smells.

Stevie Wonder always smells so good... I'm like a DEA dog, I can smell people a block away!

Perfume: any smell that is used to drown a worse one.

There is nothing like an odor to stir memories.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived.

I judge people on how they smell, not how they look.

Smells are so powerful and evocative, sometimes stronger than visual cues.

I think smells, like sounds, can be so much immediately affecting.

Perfume is pretty good because nobody has to hold the product by their face or use it.

Smell is a long-distance sense, a way of stretching time and finding out in advance what lies ahead.

Fragrance is my favorite thing. So much so that if I leave the house and I don't put any on, I'll turn around and go back home.

If you cut a thing up, of course it will smell. Hence, nothing raises such an infernal stink at last, as human psychology.

He nuzzled my neck, inhaling deeply. “Mmm. You smell so good.” “Oh, yeah,” I said, smirking. “I call this new perfume ‘Le Jungle grime et tropical BO.’ ” “Dirt and sweat. Very sexy.

A thing that has always baffled me about women is that they will saturate themselves with a pint of perfume, a pound of sachet powder, an evil-smelling lip rouge, a peculiar-smelling hair ointment and a half-dozen varieties of body oils, and then have the effrontery to complain of the aroma of a fine dollar cigar.

Smells are the fallen angels of the senses.

No coffee can be good in the mouth that does not first send a sweet offering of odor to the nostrils.

You want the scent? Smell yourself!

John Green is a very handsome, intelligent, and wise man. He smells really weird though.

No coffee is ever quite as good as it smells.

Grace: I picked up my sweater from the floor and crawled back into bed. Shoving my pillow aside, I balled up the sweater to use instead. I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face. It was almost like he was there.

How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had?" "I sweat perfume. Like all girls.

The air smelled like a mélange of everyone's perfume and hair products, with a slight undertone of booze.