Chanel No Way

By Frank Grimshaw

I trained in Paris under the great postmodern perfumier, Arnaud Destruels. I graduated and found work at an upmarket chop shop, but I soon tired of those dry, subservient boutiques. So I went out into the world where the sweat runs raw. And all through the ripening kaleidoscope of east Africa and the jungles of Timor, my nose came too. Continue reading