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Posted by Dain, Tuesday, October 02, 2007 7:56 PM (Eastern) There is a certain fitness to cosmetics, and since I am crazy and prone to gaffes as well as things you never even thought of asking about, I will provide a very systematic demonstration. QUALITIES
There are plenty of bad makeup lines out there. Because they have little to offer, they disappear in time. Remember the ill-fated Olay makeup line, for example? I suspect it went under because the packaging was unspeakably dowdy, while Neutrogena is still with us today because it had the wit to look a little classy, at least. Other bad lines linger, because of corporate backing or lingering public image, like Stila. Whoever helms Stila now should be shot. I speak with the bitterness of betrayal; they have ruined a once excellent line, the brand I dreamed about. Parfums Givenchy is bad in almost every respect, but it doesn't raise pity or ire in me the way as Olay and Stila do, it just makes me giggle. The creative director of this line must be taste-blind. Givenchy depends almost entirely on its name and the hauteur of its packaging, and it most certainly gets much help from its parent company, LMVH, but its appeal is clearly very thin, if one is to judge by its presence in America, though I get the feeling it does somewhat better elsewhere (if you can't capture the American market, you'd better pray you get Japan). It's been a long time since the magic of Audrey Hepburn, is all I can say. Instead of Hepburn's L'Interdit, or even the more modern contrivances of very-80s Ysatis or the very late-90s gourmand Hot Couture (which is to date the only fruity perfume I have ever liked, because it was interesting), today we have Liv Tyler's Very Irresistable: like Ms. Tyler herself, very decent, damning with faint praise. Now, I have nothing against Liv Tyler. She seems exceptionally nice and down-to-earth, and she is a mighty purty lady. But the unfortunate idiom holds true: as with many nice girls, she makes a boring spokesmodel. I suppose it is better than Guerlain's decision of Hilary Swank. It's the rare actress who knows how to model, anyway. Now, I think it would not do any favors for Givenchy to pursue too much Audrey Hepburn. The implicit comparison will undoubtedly work against them. If I had a say, I'd choose Gemma Ward, of whom I have mixed feelings but there's no doubting her professionalism. She has an oddly arresting elfin beauty and a wholesomeness of attitude that is much the same spirit of Audrey Hepburn without the sort of obvious referencing that would make the similitude cheap. Here is what I mean about Givenchy making me giggle. Here are the notes, from sephora.com: Centifolia Rose, Peony Rose, Fantasia Rose, Passion Rose, Emotion Rose, Verbena Leaf, Star Anise. What the hell is "emotion rose"!? Give me a break. This mediocrity has inspired no less than seven spin-offs in only four years, though I cheat a little by including the masculines: Very Irresistible for Men, Very Irresistible Sensual, Very Irresistible Rose Bulgare, Very Irresistible Summer, Very Irresistible Soleil D'Ete, Very Irresistible Fresh Attitude. There are some other stupid-sounding perfumes like "Lovely Prism" and "Ange ou Demon". (information from Now Smell This.) I also thought I would include, the names of the products: Lip Lip Shine! Lady Pulp Vernis Please Mister Eyebrow Parad'Eyes Subli'Mine Sculpt Light Prisme Again! Visage Prismissime Wahahaha... have you ever heard more ridiculous names for cosmetics!? It's the kind of tacky that you find among drugstore lines for preteens, not among luxury brands! But, you say, if the products themselves redeem... Ehhhhhhhh. Decent, not worthy of a luxury brand. An embarassing copycat of YSL, as Sienna Miller with Kate Moss. The skincare is even less worth speaking of; I am very impatient with haute cremes. What Givenchy needs is refinement, in which discretion plays such a huge role, none of this effete flailing about. I could do a better line than this in the idle ruminations of this blog (I am pretty sure of what eyeshadows I'd offer, for example) than Parfums Givenchy manages with all the muscle of LMVH behind them. Labels: beauty notes, givenchy, philosophy |
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October 4, 2007 1:00 PM,
I can admit I've never heard much about the Givenchy cosmetics line, which proves your point. I've read tons of raves about Yves Saint Laurent, Dior, Chanel, just about all the other comparable brands.
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