Liz Armstrong gets starry-eyed for Cosmic...Her surname alone is enough to make one want to marry jeweler Solange Azagury-Partridge, but her explicitly eccentric methodology seals the cupidity. Once a year she dramatically unveils a collection of precious, mind-blowing baubles on the brink of unwearability, along with a limited-edition renegade fragrance to more deeply mine her jewelry’s psychedelic purity. This time around that fragrance, an eau de parfum called Cosmic, comes in a star-faceted silver orb to match her truly arcane diamond and platinum art-deco earrings, breastplate necklaces and wrist-guard bracelets—all designed with notions of planetary alignment and kabalistic practice in mind. The scent, with a romantic floral essence dusted with a downy coat of patchouli, is as powdery and mystical as a cloud blotting out a full moon. Oh, and it contains actual stardust from pulverized meteorites. So dreamy. Sigh. ₤145 for 100 ml at Solange Azagury-Partridge in London or on her website.
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