WHAT THE NOSE KNOWS: PERFUME, POWER AND THE WOMEN BEHIND THE SCENTS
NEW YORK, NEW YORK – MARCH 26: (L-R) Mathilde Bijaoui, Linda G. Levy, President, The Fragrance Foundation, Honorine Blanc and Caroline Sabas attend as The Fragrance Foundation celebrates “The Art of Fragrance” with the Meatpacking District at the DVF Flagship on March 26, 2026 in New York City. (Photo by Bennett Raglin/Getty Images for The Fragrance Foundation)
By Deena Campbell
On a warm March evening in the heart of New York City, where cobblestone streets still whisper traces of the neighborhood’s industrial past and creativity seems to spill from every storefront, fragrance took center stage. The Fragrance Foundation closed out its monthlong celebration with The Art of Fragrance, a richly layered event held inside the brightly colored DVF flagship in the Meatpacking District; a space so vivid, so dramatic and so unmistakably Diane von Furstenberg, it felt less like a store and more like a living gallery. Tucked just off 14th and Washington, the flagship glowed in geometric shades of pink, blue and green as guests gathered adjacent to a Swarovski-studded staircase to celebrate scent not as product, but as art.
The evening marked the first-ever partnership between The Fragrance Foundation and the Meatpacking District Business Improvement District (BID), a fitting collaboration for a neighborhood that has long positioned itself as a canvas for culture. Earlier in the week, fragrance lovers wandered the district during a Fragrance Crawl, moving from boutique to boutique across the plazas and stone-paved streets that give the area its singular texture. But Thursday night’s gathering was the grand finale: intimate, elegant and steeped in the creative energy that makes New York feel like New York. As The Fragrance Foundation president Linda G. Levy welcomed guests, she called the DVF flagship “the most spectacular space.” The room itself seemed to mirror the subject at hand: bold, feminine and impossible to ignore.
Timed to both Fragrance Day and Women’s History Month, the panel brought together three renowned female perfumers—Mathilde Bijaoui of MANE, Honorine Blanc of dsm-firmenich and Caroline Sabas of Givaudan—for a conversation that was as transportive and emotive as the scents they create. It was less a panel than a window into how perfume is born through memory, persistence and a great deal of feeling.
Tiffany Griffin of the Meatpacking District Management Association captured the spirit of the neighborhood best when she described the district as “a venue, a canvas, a stage” and “a place for artists and creatives to come here, showcase their work and continue to be inspired.” That sentiment felt especially apt as the conversation turned to fragrance itself. Griffin noted that while many people know the Meatpacking District for shopping, dining and its thriving art scene, “literally every corner you can discover a new scent in the neighborhood.” In a place where style, architecture and atmosphere already do so much talking, fragrance felt like the final invisible layer.
Then came the perfumers, each with her own story, each speaking about scent as though it were both science and soul. Bijaoui recalled knowing she wanted to become a perfumer as soon as she realized it was a real job. As a child, she was drawn not just to perfume, but to smells of all kinds—flowers, kitchens, ingredients, anything that could be named and remembered through the nose. Blanc shared a journey marked by determination, from Lebanon to Paris, where she pursued perfumery despite repeated rejection. Sabas, who grew up in Grasse, the legendary cradle of perfume, described how a teenage job in her father’s lab changed her life. Each woman spoke of the path not as some romantic inevitability, but as a choice reinforced again and again through work, rejection, study and obsession.
What emerged most clearly throughout the evening was the idea that perfumery is an emotional craft. Blanc, in one of the night’s most memorable moments, spoke about being told years ago that if she wanted to become a master perfumer, she needed to tone down her emotions. “You have to calm down,” she recalled being told. She refused. If she removed what made her unique, she said, she would no longer be understood through her creations. “When you create, you and the formula become one,” she explained.
Sabas echoed that sentiment, saying that over time she learned to create through feeling rather than suppress it. Where once she thought she had to be stronger, harder, more controlled, she now embraces vulnerability as part of her process. Bijaoui, too, described the work almost like play, comparing it to building with Legos at her computer, combining notes with an enthusiasm that still feels intense even after decades in the business. The women spoke not only about ingredients (jasmine sambac, cardamom, vetiver) but about challenge and imagination. A difficult ingredient, Blanc suggested, can become the beginning of creativity. An unexpected client request can pull a perfumer out of her comfort zone and into something more original.
And perhaps the most fascinating takeaway of the night is that fragrance may be invisible, but its making is incredibly tactile. It is built from flowers and spice, memory and tension, chemistry and intuition. It is also deeply collaborative. The perfumers talked about working with women-founded brands, navigating strong creative points of view and figuring out when a fragrance is finally done. There is no neat answer, only a sense, developed through experience, that the balance is right. As Blanc put it, a formula has to feel as beautiful as the finished product.
By the evening’s close, the room had taken on a warmth that follows a truly good conversation; the kind where people are not only listening, but recognizing themselves in what’s being said. Guests nodded their heads, lingered, shopped and drifted through the flagship with renewed appreciation for what a fragrance can hold.
It was a fitting end to Fragrance Month and an especially resonant one during Women’s History Month. And as guests left the DVF flagship and stepped back onto the cobblestones of the Meatpacking District, there was a sense that the evening had done what great fragrance does best. It left something lingering in the air, long after the room had emptied.
























































