Darlings! This is Heddy Hooper from Hollywood bringing you all the latest steaming hot dish on the stars and tinsel town. Big news from Rome darlings, Imperium International star Audrey Taylor who is filming “Incoerente!” (“Incoherent!”) for Italian director Enrico Felluci just announced that she and hubby of seven years Richard Bourbon are heading for a split. I for one am completely shocked at the news.


It seems only yesterday that the much, much married Taylor who snatched Bourbon from his then wife Cecily on the set of the troubled “Pompiea” proclaimed, “Richard and I are forever lovely in love.” Felluci whose film is about a mad woman, who flies to Rome to try to seduce the Pope, is keeping a lid on things at Cinecittà with a closed set. As for the battling Bourbons they have gone from incoherent to incognito. Neither one could be reached for a comment.

Now darlings for some really exciting news! Perfumeista Lanier Smith and an unidentified perfume Pal were spotted all over Hollywood last week. I was determined to get an interview with the elusive Mr. Lanier, or at least a statement. My sources kept me posted with up dates of his whereabouts.


 “He is at the Hollywood Reservoir with Vickie Lester”  “He is in Los Feliz lunching at Little Dom’s.” “He’s at the Getty; he’s at The Cinerama Dome; the Griffith Park Observatory, Venice Beach! He is eating lunch with Mickey Mouse at the Blue Bayou at Disneyland!!”

Darlings, all those calls were always a little too late and I kept missing the man! Finally one snoop got me my scoop.

“Heddy he is heading east from Beverly Hills on Beverly Boulevard in a silver Honda. I think he is going to Scent Bar.

I had my driver Parker bring around the motorcycle with the sidecar. I put some extra pins in my hat and off we sped to intercept Lanier and get my interview.

Scent Bar is THE place to buy your perfume in Los Angeles. Forget Nieman’s, Barney’s, Macy’s, or any boutique on Rodeo Drive, as far as the stars are concerned it is all about Scent Bar. Don’t believe me? Just ask Katie Puckrik!

As luck would have it I nearly missed Mr. Smith. I just managed to catch up with him just as he was leaving the perfume palace to the stars. The usually shy guy must have been high on floral fumes from his visit to Scent Bar because he was actually happy to see a member of the third estate and agreed to an impromptu sidewalk interview as long as there were not photos. (The ever present Paparazzi was lurking and got one anyway that cost me a pretty penny!)


“So Lanier, my I call you Lanier? What brings you to Scent Bar?”

“Perfume Heddy, what ever else could it be? I am on a very short trip to Los Angles and no trip to this city would be complete for anyone with a nose and good taste with out a visit to the premiere fragrance shop in all of Southern California.”


“How was it? Fun I bet?”

Lanier was all grins. “Fun is not the word. Exciting isn’t even a good description. For someone like me who has been reading about the place and watching Katie Puckrik do her videos from Scent Bar, well,  it is like going to church!”

“Church, my goodness, tell me more.”

“I have purchased a perfume from Scent Bar’s online shop Lucky Scent and I found it to be a great experience. I even mentioned to Laura Johnson who helped me today what a great online shopping experience I had with them. They even include a lovely array of samples with a purchase. And by the way I have to tell you that the beautiful and very gracious Laura was so much fun to meet, she is movie star pretty and so knowledgeable about perfume. Bright, fun and helpful, Laura is a real asset to Scent Bar.

 Laura at sent bar

The very lovely Laura at Scent Bar

  Look, when we first walked in I was a little overwhelmed by what I saw. The walls are lined with the most exquisite array of niche perfumes. I did see some mainstream perfumes like Midnight In Paris for example, but for the most part it is all about the very special and unique in the scent world. Laura was helping a handsome man at the counter but found the time to welcome Lane and me when we came in and invited us to explore.

All the bottles are divided and labeled under olfactory groups, Incense, Spice, Sweet, Gourmand, leather, etc. So right off the bat if you know what you like smell wise then you can narrow your search to what you gravitate towards. As for me, yes I of course have my group favorites but I just have to smell everything.

When Laura finished with her client she introduced herself and showed us around the store. I asked her if she had any of the Frank Los Angeles in stock since No.2 had been my online purchase and I wanted to explore the line further. She told me that the line is out of stock at the moment because it is being redesigned. She inquired about our particular tastes and was happy to show us some really interesting choices. Lane’s signature scent is Sycamore by Chanel so Laura showed him a great selection of perfumes that were right up his alley. I tested so many but found that my favorite on this too short of a visit was Padparadscha by Satellite. Satellite is a fabulous jewelry house in Paris, and Padparadscha which is the exact color of a Padparadscha sapphire is a spicy wonderful perfume with a great red chili pepper note that spoke to me on the spot. So I bought a bottle.”


Lanier offered his wrist for me to smell and I have to agree that Padparadscha is a fabulous perfume darlings!

“Oh yummy! And how are the prices?” I asked.


“Great Heddy, there is something at Scent Bar to fit every budget from the modest to mega-star.” I have to tell you and all your readers that Scent Bar is a real winner. Before we left Laura offered to make up some takeaway samples of any perfume we liked. Isn’t that fabulous? So both Lane and I have plenty to test and explore when we get home. Anyone who loves perfume must stop in when they are in L.A.. I was so impressed and will make sure to visit every time I come to Los Angles.”

Lanier kissed the air near my cheek and without a word was off in the silver Honda for points unknown in the land of the Lotus Eaters before he heads back north to Bagdad by the Bay.

Until next time, this is Heddy Hooper signing off.  And remember darlings, if the dirt is flying in Hollywood, I’ll be there with my catcher’s mitt.


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           SCENT BAR

7405 Beverly Blvd .

Los Angeles CA 90036

Phone: 323 782 8300

Mon-Sat 11-7
Sun 12-5

website: Lucky Scent ~ http://www.luckyscent.com/

“Ew!” ~ Touch by Fred Hayman

“Your advertising’s just dandy… folks would never guess you don’t have a thing to sell.” Bonnie Parker


     Faye Dunnaway might as well have been talking about Touch for Men by Fred Hayman when she said those lines to Warren Beatty in the classic 1967 film “Bonnie And Clyde”.

The bottle for Touch was so pretty and elegant that I was seduced by its classic apothecary bottle design. I bought it blind and on the promise of the notes it claimed to have. Three notes to be exact, Lavender, Spices, and Amber, a simple yet masculine Oriental Spicy, right up my alley. It sounded uncomplicated and elegant and like something that might hark back to the glamour of Beverly Hills in the 90’s when Fred Hayman was a big name people still remembered on Rodeo Drive.

Then it arrived….. I opened the package and took one look at the box.  Not good. It was rather gaudy… Oh well it was the 90’s after all.

I unboxed the bottle… Now it looked a little better with its oversized black cap and the red plastic “wax” seal with an H stamped on it in the center of the bottle… no name just the stamp. Well that was kind of classy; if you stood back a few feet and squinted. Then I opened the bottle.

I spayed it on and in a Newport Beach second I morphed into Summer Roberts from “The O.C.”

“It smells like Chino, Ew!!”

It stank like the inside of the plastic head of a Jerry Mahoney ventriloquist doll. I know because when I was 12 I smelled my cousin’s Jerry Mahoney Doll, and it smelled BAD. What is that, Lavender? I have never smelled lavender like that. Is it plastic flowers melting on a sidewalk in the summer?  The spices are from the back shelf of an old taco truck abandoned on the old I 5 just north of Gorman. Amber? No not amber but something akin to burning tires in a junk yard in the San Fernando Valley.


   It not only stank but it stank in the most obvious obnoxious way. IT WAS CHEAP!

Was this a joke? All I could think of was Divine in “Lust in the Dust.”

DIVINE: Yeah, I came here for the gold, because I’ve been poor all my life.
MAGRUERITA VENTURA: You’ve got it all wrong, honey. You’ve been cheap all your life.
DIVINE: Cheap?
[picks up a chair, and breaks it over Maguerita]
DIVINE: This furniture is cheap.

I have no idea how long it lasts because I had the hazmat team in here giving me the “Dr. No” decontamination scrub down about thirty minutes after the first spay.

Lets just put it this way, It had me, and not in a good way, at “Ew”.



DANGEROUS WHEN WET ~ Bijan Black for Men

Arid heat of Los Angeles intensifies the fragrant gardens of Beverly Hills…everything is an olfactory Technicolor. in the evening after the sun has slipped into the sea beyond Malibu and the air cools to a balmy comfort you can detect the scent of pine from the mountains north of the city. This mixes with the hot flowers and a touch of carbon monoxide to create a mysterious noir effect …

It all becomes Chandleresque. anything could happen and it usually does beginning with a dame. Curves ahead, dangerous when wet!


Bijan Black for Men is very much like this….a hot cinematically dramatic opening of orange blossoms, lavender and bergamot then its sun slides beneath the waves and you are left with a lazy blend of roses and pine and sweet vanilla. This lush complementary blending of notes I find quite satisfying.

The only disappointment for me is how short lived this fragrance is on my skin. My chemistry seems to drink it up like the evaporating water from a concrete sidewalk on a hot day. For me the dry down just drops off into nothing.

It says very close to the skin and is rather magnetic in its effect on others, so while it is working it is very nice.

Four Solid Gold Stars ****

SLUMMING IN BEVERLY HILLS ~ Red for Men by Giorgio Beverly Hills

Slumming in Beverly   Hills…… That is what we used to call it in my 1984 when I would take a friends from San Francisco down to see my old stomping grounds in and around Los Angeles. When I came of age in Southern California I knew just how lucky I was to be born there, right smack in the center of the universe. It had the four Ms, Music, Movies, Mountains, and Men at the beach that all looked like Jack LaLanne but only better. So going back I loved to show of the hidden treasures of Los Angeles to my friends from up North.

One of the stops was my special tour of Beverly Hills.

(Rodeo Drive in the 1980’s)

“On the left on Bedford   Drive is the notorious Lana Turner house, up Schuyler Road is the pink house Elizabeth Taylor ran from screaming into the street when Mike Todd was killed in that plane crash in 58. OH and up ahead on the right side of Rodeo Drive, see the white and yellow awnings? THAT is Giorgio of Beverly Hills.”

(Giorgio! What is going on?)

It all seemed wonderfully tacky and camp to my friends and I, this store founded by Fred Hayman that changed retail forever. Giorgio’s is where we saw Annette Funicello shopping with her mother. Out front I was nearly run over in the crosswalk by a very old Ray Milland driving his own Rolls Royce. He looked pinched and mean and incredibly small behind the wheel. My friend Allie stopped dead in the crosswalk upon seeing his first live movie star. I gabbed Allie’s arm,  fashed a dazzling smile and waved to Ray then hustled a star struck Allie to the corner. “Don’t be a rube!” I admonished him as if I were Lucy and he was Ethel and we had just walked into Don Lopper’s salon. “It’s just Ray Milland. Save the slack jaw for someone big like…Farah Fawcett-Majors.  Hey is that Burt Reynolds going into Bijan?”

Back in side Giorgio they had shelves heaped with Giorgio perfume in yellow boxes that looked like the awnings on the outside of the boutique. Other shelves groaned under the weight of Giorgio for Men. Oh and they sold clothes too. They served cappuccinos from behind a white bar and everyone in the store milled around drinking coffee just window shopping and hobknobing. Or so it seemed. You never saw anyone fash cash.

 (Richard Gere  on Rodeo Drive, NOT shopping at Giorgio in “American Gigolo 1980)

When I came across Red for Men by Giorgio of Beverly Hills the other day I thought the bottle was beautiful but oh lord. Who would be caught dead wearing something so campy and probably overtly and down right tacky today? Back in the 80’s sure! Big shoulders, Bigger Hair and BIG SMELLS!! But then I began to read what other reviewers were saying.  I narrowed my eyes to slits of doubt and read on. Then I checked out how much a blind buy would put me back. Next to nothing as it turned out. Oh well what the hell it might be fun.

Red is a really wonderful surprise. Not loud, not pushy, not stinky. But rather a really lovely leather class fragrance that arrested my senses and delighted me and all who came close enough to get a whiff! It wasn’t “Dynasty”, or “Hotel” or “Knott’s Landing” in a bottle. It was rather elegant and refined.

It opens with artemisia, basil, bergamot and caraway that some how convey the smell of redwood bark in a wet temperate Northern California rainforest. It is so far away from Beverly Hills that you might as well be on another planet. The heart of the fragrance is carnation, jasmine, geranium, juniper berries, rose and thyme and this combination is soft and embracing but is soon met with the rising notes of the dry down. A smooth polished leather like polo boots warming in the sun at the old Will Rogers polo fields where Sunset Drive meets the sea. The cedar, patchouli Oakmoss and Amber warm the leather even further an mix in the feeling of late afternoon in the wooded hills around the old polo grounds. That wonderful smell you get on hot afternoons in southern California when the heat carries the smell of the semi-tropical plants what grow there.

(Polo field at Will Rogers State Park)

It wears so well and projects just right. The silage is noticeable and garners some comments, always on the positive side. So I leaned a lesion from my trip to Giorgio. Even when you go slumming in Beverly Hills don’t be a snob, take a chance once in a while and try something you never dreamed you would like. You might find that Beverly Hills in a certain light looks a little like Paris!


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