Rose Atlantic Pocket Perfume

Splashes aboard the famous Potato Rose. Sinatra's "Summer Wind," dune grass in the distance, rose hips, the white lighthouse.

There's nowhere I'd rather be in the summer than by the sea in New England. Marblehead, Maine, Phillips Beach in Swampscott, Nantucket... to name a few. It's hot, but the late-afternoon sea breeze brings cool, salty air. The cloudless sky stretches all the way east across the Atlantic. Gulls hang high above cutters, sloops, and scoonahs (correct spelling: schooner). The edges of the beachhead are covered with bushes of single-petaled potato rose (Rosa rugosa). The musk rose. So fresh and crimson-fruited in the summer sun. In late summer, the rose hips are bright tomato red. They're sour and filled with seeds. They hang heavy over the glossy, deep green leaves. Honeysuckle, black raspberry, and other vines intertwine among the dune grass.

So much music is associated with this time of year. Summer jams. Soul music. The sweet sap of Sam Cooke, the gruff scribbling of Otis. Doo-wop. And the gentle organ of Sinatra's "Summer Wind." I once went to a day camp on an island. Every morning, we boarded a two-decker ferry (The Hannah Glover). We sang songs the whole way. On the way home, they played "Summer Wind," and everyone belted out the lyrics. "MY FICKLE FRIEND!" was the highlight.

This fragrance isn't just a rose. It contains the ocean, delicate petals, the green stem, the waxy leaves, and the fresh, idyllic dust of summer. It's a perfume for every day.

- DS

The fragrance playlist is available here!