Fine perfume is, and always has been, a luxury item, its high price putting it out of reach of many people in poorer social circumstances. But, in the Middle Ages, perfume was not only an indicator of high social status but a necessity for anyone who could afford it.
The streets and winding laneways of medieval towns were awash with dirt and foul-smelling waste products (of the animal, vegetable, and human kind), the limited lighting in most houses was by means of tallow candles which smoked and gave off a rancid odour, and the tightly-packed and poorly ventilated houses were musty. Scented oils in the dwellings and/or on the person provided a welcome relief from the daily assault on the olfactory senses of all. And it was believed that sweet fragrances warded off malodorous evil spirits. The pomander ball – a sort of spherical vase or container, or sometimes a bag filled with fragrant herbs – enabled individuals to carry a pleasant smell around with them, dispelling bad smells and (it was thought) evil infections in their wake.
At that time, perfumes were prepared by infusing oils (usually almond or olive) with flowers such as rose, lavender and violet, or with other readily available plants like lemon, and herbs such as thyme and sage. Resins helped fix the scent and, later, when the process of distillation was perfected, the production of perfume became more widespread and of a more commercial concern, expanding access to this important item.
Patrick Suskind’s novel Perfume: The Story of a Murderer (1985) gives some wonderful details of the processes involved in creating special perfumes while, at the same time, offering a disturbing story about the evocative and provocative powers of scents and the sense of smell. Not a read for the faint-hearted (you might need your pomander ball close-by!).
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Pomander ball . . . I need to get one of those!
Real good essay, Carmel.
Thank you. I agree about the pomander balls – wouldn’t it be fun to walk through the city with one of those attached to the jeans’ belt!!!
Lovely visual article. I could just picture those deep, dark days where people carried around fragrance if they could afford. Makes me glad to be living in modern times!
Thanks for the kind comments, Marie. Yes – we all grumble about the annoyances of modern life but by comparison it’s got quite a few things going for it.
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A fascinating post of those medieval days! I read Perfume many years ago and it was definitely one of those books that you never forget – brilliantly written and scents were never quite the same again!😀
So pleased you enjoyed the post. Yes, “Perfume” is certainly an evocative read, isn’t it? The sense of smell is so primal. I lost my sense of smell for several months after a bout of pneumonia a few years ago and life just wasn’t the same. It’s slowly come back, thank goodness, though it’s not as acute as it used to be. Oh well, better than nothing. Thank you for your kind comment.
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