Where did I get the idea that Ted Lapidus Creation was a bludgeoner? Its 1984 birthdate? That tacky, Avonesque bottle? The memory of those impossibly huge Lapidus eyeglass frames worn by Mike Myers' Linda Richman? I can't account for the strange algebra my mind performs with disparate factors like these, but it didn't seem far-fetched to imagine that Creation would be as glitzy and drama-packed as an episode of Falcon Crest.
I realize my mistake now, of course. I should have sought my references elsewhere in time-- namely 1969, when John Lennon strolled across Abbey Lane wearing a Ted Lapidus bespoke two-piece in dazzling white. A contemporary of Yves Saint Laurent, Paco Rabanne, André Courrèges, Mary Quant, Ossie Clark, Foale & Tuffin, Rudi Gernreich and Pierre Cardin, Lapidus (1929-2008) promulgated a spare, structured, angular aesthetic that ran as contrary to '60s excesses as it would to those of the overblown '80's. It makes sense that a fragrance bearing his name would (ahem!) follow suit.
Even given its Big Hair Decade debut and a notes list that reads like a tropical fruit cocktail recipe, Creation possesses an upright backbone thanks to the inclusion of a lovely, earthy vetiver. Like patchouli, vetiver evokes an Eastern olfactory sensibility; here, blended with dry woods and slightly mellowed with vanilla, it counterbalances Creation's blowsy fruitchouli with ascetic elegance.
Subtract the embellishments, strip it down to the bare armature, and Creation shows its true style: sharp as a tack.
Scent Elements: Bergamot, mandarin, peach, passionfruit, mango, lemon, gardenia, jasmine, tuberose, daffodil, rose, ylang-ylang, amber, musk, sandalwood, vetiver, patchouli, vanilla