Regret smells like: Leather. It’s usually the end of a relationship — some man has left my life. Although it’s been a long time, because I’ve been married 32 years. But I remember the leathery smells of people I didn’t want to see again. Success smells like: White flowers. I knew we had a hit when some women came back after luncheons from wearing our test samples and said, “The men in the elevator want to know where to get that.”
The power of a white-flower essence is amazing, it is so uplifting visit here and happy. My home smells like: I’ve got a Hope candle in every room. I’m in Palm Beach right now and have four Hope candles in my front hall. Then going down the hallway, there are two commodes and on them, I have a fern, with two more candles on each side. The first thing I smell in the morning: My pillows. I love the smell of fresh linens. We use a linen finisher to keep them crisp and fresh.
The last thing I smell before I go to bed: My linen. I also don’t leave the house in the morning, or before I go out at night, without a spray of perfume — I’m crazy about Hope Night, a blend of amber, vanilla, plum, and patchouli. This is something I learned from my mother. I put on lipstick, earrings, and fragrance. I do it on the inside of my wrist and behind my ears. When I go to sleep, I’m sure some of it lingers. The worst smell is: Our olfactory system is so sensitive.
The same way something beautiful lifts you, anything that’s acrid or unpleasant is so immediately a turn-off to the brain. A scent or smell that I love that others usually don’t: Tuberose, one of the strongest white-flower essences. I adore it. It’s very specific, but it’s a great mixer. It becomes so beautiful when it melds with something else. My ideal vacation smells like: Beach, sand, salt water, and a little tequila. Anything relaxing and not New York. My husband and I used to love Sardinia, our favorite place with the most clear water. I smell like: Hope. People smell me coming. When I walk into the office, I am one of the most positive people. I think I am Miss Hope. I really do think I have the aura of the white-flower essences around me.