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The End Of The Month Sale At Le Noeud Papillon Is About To Start

 

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Worry Beads Of Distinction From Le Noeud Papillon Using Gemstones - Hand-Made In Our Sydney Studio

 New Worry Beads Or Komboloi Have Now Been Loaded At Le Noeud Papillon - Hand Made In Our Sydney Studio In Vaucluse - See Them At WWW.LENOEUDPAPILLON.COM

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Hades Worry Beads - Smokey Quartz, Strawberry Quartz

FEATURES

100% Made In Australia
Stones Are Assorted
Finished With Bead Ends 
21 Stones
Hand Made

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Please do not buy these without reaching out first to confirm stones. +61413140994

Greek worry beads, or komboloi (κομπολόι), often follow traditional patterns in the number of beads, but there’s no strict religious or spiritual requirement as in prayer beads like the komboskini used by monks. However, there are some common conventions:

Typical Number of Beads:

• Often 17, 21, or 23 beads on a string.
• Sometimes 33 beads, inspired by religious symbolism (e.g., age of Christ), but this is less common for casual worry beads.
• Always an odd number (more on that below).
• Many include one fixed bead near the shield/komboskilo (the separator or weight bead) that is not counted.

Why an Odd Number?

The use of an odd number of beads is intentional because:

• It allows for a rhythmic, back-and-forth motion when flipping or playing with the beads.
• Odd numbers prevent symmetry, creating a more dynamic feel that contributes to the meditative or stress-relieving function.
• Some also say it reflects an ancient Greek appreciation for asymmetry in art and design.

Purpose and Evolution:

• Originally derived from prayer beads (like komboskini used in Orthodox Christianity), but komboloi are secular and mostly used for relaxation, boredom, or even social signalling.
• Over time, the komboloi became a cultural object, often beautifully crafted from materials like amber, coral, wood, or resin.

The World's Best Bow Ties? Well, We Have You To Thank For That

 

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The New Cranbrook Silk Scarf And Our New Scents Going Out

 We are heading towards the final code and clearing off September. This has been a big week for me, internally, externally.

I didn’t mention it till Wednesday but the headmistress of my old school, Cranbrook, asked me if I would like to make them a silk scarf. It was such a privilege, and the headmistress, Dr Anne Johnstone, was very pleased with the result, we took the Cranbrook rugby logo of C and S and placed it in a diamond pattern. The result was slightly Gucci-esque but really it had it’s own personality and with the deep rich navy and red finished with a heming line border in red, it became its own. Took a while for us to get it right, the motto of the school, ESSE QUAM VIDERI, to be rather than to seem to be, it was problematic getting resolution, we had to find the Goldilocks size. The end result and the samples, all of it I gave to Cranbrook as a gift as I really had done nothing at all for my old school over the years, and I was just pleased that my skill set could be useful to them. In the end they placed an order with us but the magic was in the process of going through their design files criteria and working to something that would result in a scarf I am happy to wear as a four in hand myself, the red isn’t overpowering and the navy fits in with so much navy that I wear these days.

Then later in the week Peta Davidson from Treats By Pete dropped off the new cookies for Studio visitors and VIPs which feature our scarves printed on the cookies. And you know what, they taste delicious. I don’t like the word delicious to be honest. I was reading my old journals this past week and every time I read the word I cringed. I am coming to terms with it. I wonder why some words make me cringe.

Later in the week owing to a wonderful order I decided to buy you people two new perfumes to use in your parcels. My God, Creed is so expensive! I bought the very new Iris Debonair and then I lost it when I put my nose to Wild Vetiver but to be honest, over the ensuing days I find the Wild Vetiver too pungent, small doses are required, but it has a lovely linger to it and seems to be a stayer, you pick it up in your clothes over the days after.

I will leave my little post from Instagram about it below. Iris is one of those ingredients I make by hand in the Studio, but its a really sticky substance and so despite being so fresh and wonderful, I fear spraying it on the silks when heading out.

Anyway, I am here if you need me, be ready for the final day. Still so many little treasures are about to get realised and more are arriving next week.

The perfume of aristocrats. It has an unusual place in the history of perfume. The iris we refer to in perfume doesn’t come from the iris flower, it comes from the root, the rhizome, it takes time to cultivate, then it needs to be harvest, peeled, dry aged, then distilled into orris butter. And in this comes to the compounds of ironies, the gold of it all, fine iris, that powdery, cool, violet, wood, slightly earthy. I remember the first great iris I smelled, in the Parisian perfume house of Serge Leutens, a limited edition I coveted, afraid to use, and when it was gone I had no idea how to replace it, only I did once I started making my own perfume. The crème de la crème of this is iris pallida, that scent that is associated with the Florentines, with Catherine De Medici, who, through marriage, took it to France when she married King Henry II in 1533. It’s so famous as an ingredient that it marks a great deal of Florentine heraldry. And it is the basis for the fleur-de-lis. At Versailles is was championed by Louis XIV and by Marie Antoinette. Look, I didn’t want to do it, but it had to be done, we needed to give you something to look forward to in your next parcels. As for the Vetiver, and Indian root plant, well, it’s very fetching, the original was exceptional, this wild one is … much more jungle sweet. Me likey. Keep and eye out in your parcels. Thank you to my customer who indirectly paid for it.

There Is A Sale On Today For The End Of The Month At Le Noeud Papillon

 

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2026 Has Been A Big Year Already And We Still Have Another Quarter Left

The beauty of this business is in watching our products go from an idea into a reality and from a reality into being on you, the customer, watching Le Noeud Papillon start with bow ties, but now with so many other products on offer and at each turn the magic is when you send us back your photos so we can see how you used them in your life. This is a remarkable reward for me, personally, and, I suppose, for you also. Keep sending in your photos, it makes my job so much more interesting.

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There Is An End Of Month Sale Coming At Le Noeud Papillon Of Sydney

 It is time to load up your baskets because we are offloading all that didn't sell in August on the website on the 31st August at 8am ending at midnight with 70 to 80% OFF. Get familiar now by logging onto www.lenoeudpapillon.com

Farewell Charvet As It Was And Thank You Jean-Claude For Your Time

 This will be a long winded email so before I begin, let me tell you some immediate news. The design a silk scarf competition is now open with entries closing off September 1st.

Have you ever wanted to see your art as a piece of wearable silk? Now is the time to get cracking. And we will send you one of your scarves once printed along with 1000 aud to wired to your account. You can wear it as a scarf in a myriad of ways, you can use it as a top (I suggest for ladies), as headwear, as a face mask in snow and dust. Or, you can frame it as I sometimes do and mount it to the wall. The choices are yours.

The criteria, anything you want to submit by design but the artwork needs to be 90 x 90cm and loaded into a PDF, AI or PSD file for us to be able to print it. And when it comes to PSD we will have to assess the file quality - some of you will be able to produce therefore in Procreate or Adobe Fresco but do some research before you begin.

When I started this business I had wanted to be like Chateau Mouton Rothschild, supporting artists each year with collaborations, but over the years it wasn’t really possible for us to produce something akin to a wine label so instead we have run portrait competitions and now we move to designing silk scarves. I love to support and collaborate with artists. I have a limited view of the world and we have so many customers from around the world and have collaborated with illustrators around the world too. Like Clementine Chambon who, when I met her, was working for Marc Newson in Paris (designer of the much debated Ferrari Luce) and subsequently went out on her own.

It has been such a pleasure to collaborate with artists and illustrators and to see the wonderful portraits that have been submitted.

In other news, I just arrived back from Broome in Western Australia. The tidal terrain of red and rich earth and sea was a real eye opener, plus seeing the sun set over the ocean instead of rising as on the East Coast. It is wild there, I didn’t see a crocodile but there were plenty of sharks from tigers to reef and though I didn’t see a croc they were around, so leaving the boat when mud crabbing in the creeks was a no no. The town seems to be booming despite the rest of the country going belly up. It is a fascinating town where everyone seems to have an SUV, a trailer and a boat. Never seen so many and as the sun set on Cable Beach seeing so many vehicles decamp on the beach for an evening drink and watching the sunset was a real treat.

Then I have said as much on my Instagram, I am saddened to hear that Charvet has been bought by Chanel. This is to my mind the most historically significant menswear brand in the world and one of those independents that wasn’t answering to shareholders, that hadn’t succumbed to globalisation and a store in every major city. My pattern still sits there and I fondly recall when sitting with Jean-Claude in his office overlooking the Place Vendome and the Ritz Carlton opposite his fine honey timber walls, statues of jaguars, his coffee table and his book of designs here his hand had sketched meticulous designs. And, I recall the visit to his workroom on the 6th floor, the wall of whites in the shirting department and the general mist in my eyes when I glimpsed his window displays each time.

SEE MY FIRST FITTING HERE

The last time we met two Januaries ago for lunch he scolded me as we walked out the door for lunch, I had posted a photo of him he didn’t like, but we smoothed it over and he bought me lunch and we spoke of how small my business was but that I enjoyed what I did and that was enough for me. Maybe one day I will be a Charvet, but for the moment, given where everything is at, maybe not. I am on the wrong side of the world but I feel it has it’s advantages, rents are lower and there is less pressure and more creative freedom to some extent. I often sent him samples of new products I made and most often received a lovely email back such as I got when I sent him some of my worry beads when I first started making them.

I doubt very much when the Wertheimers take over that it will look and feel like the old guard that it was, will they try to place a store in Ginza, in Manhattan ? I hope not. The pilgrimage of the visit to the Place Vendome was half the joy of it all. A world of silk, a world of shirting. The first bespoke shirt I have from them was when I was a fat boy, so it is baggy now, but I have come to love that, a club collar, a white self polka dot, a particular turned back cuff with mother of pearl buttons after I asked Jean Claude to find me his most unique cuff. May it last my whole life.

Do you know what the funny thing is, I first learned the word of nipple in French, teton, whilst I was having that first fitting with my friend Corinne De Conti filming it all. I will hopefully post that up on Instagram if I can find the videos. Sad sad sad. The end of an era.

At least there might be some synergies as Coco Chanel used to be enamoured with Boy Capel’s Charvet perfume and shirts, so much so that she fashioned the Chanel No 5 bottle of it after Capel’s untimely death and, so it is said, her obsession with smelling his perfume to preserve his memory, but feel free to fact check me.

So, I have lost a hero, someone to aspire to be, a legacy I may never achieve. But thanks to you guys, I have made it to where I am so far, and maybe I will have a future. I don’t presume to know what will become of me. But, even if I don’t make it, I have, or I feel I have, achieved a lot so far.

Talk soon.

 

Notes On Currango 2026

Now, where do I begin. I spent a few days in the Snowy Mountains this week in a remote part of the Kosciusko National Park at a place called Currango. Cold nights in a homestead that has no heating other than by fire, where the stove top is by timber fire, where we boil water in a huge pot with a spout, where the shower is a can you raise by rope after boiling the water first. The only luxury is two flushing toilets.

I have my city friends but over the years I have come to have my friends in the Snowys. It started when a woman 14 years my senior seduced me one afternoon in a mountain restaurant and the six months we spent on and off again both excited me and concurrently broke me at the end of it. But in the process I met so many people from the mountain, her friends to begin with, and from there I branched out and I have not looked back.

These days I get invited out on one of their annual trips, something so special, something so rustic and against the digital age that it is as close to camping as one might get but with a roof over your head.

My friend Jodie leads the group and she is a most excellent chef and prepares so much great food and wine prior to heading out there that we eat and drink like kings and queens, play backgammon, sleep, read books, eat some more cheese, play some more backgammon. In the evenings a fire pit not 20 metres away, bordered by logs to sit on, accompanied by those outdoor collapsible camping chairs, serves as a pre-dinner gathering to drink and occasionally I bring some light edibles and so begins the sunset with some music over a small speaker playing classics - anything from Lou Reed to Arlo Guthrie.

One of their greatest joys of becoming closer to these people over the years is watching them all, especially the horse riders, adopt our silk scarves. In the beginning only one friend, Tony, was the early adopter and as you may know we made a scarf design dedicated to him after he lost his horse Bob.

These days scarves are worn by most of the riders and this year I got on my first horse with them. Normally I was relegated to cycling only because my weight, so said Tony, would break his horse until I came under 100 kilos - thank you Mounjaro. So now, mounting my steed at the old 1850’s homestead I took a trail ride with 9 other riders as we moved along the thick grasses of the plain, crossing brooks and embankments, navigating between scrub and thickets as we headed across varying country.

And at night, when group moved from sunset drinks into the main house, the room was prepared, backgammon boards moved, the communal puzzle placed off to the side, and the table was set for a most excellent meal, the conversation not tempered by anyone fact checking each other on AI, general merriment, people with genuine stories, no pretence. I am lucky to have these people in my life, even if we don’t spend that much time together, I am the outsider, to be included is a big privilege.

And so, during these days as they passed I first indulged in a bigger than Ben Hur novel called Belle Seigneur, but when I got stuck on pages boring me with bureaucracy I turned my attention to my second book, The Count Of Monte Cristo. My God, I was turning those pages and looking forward to bed time when under a sleeping bag I set my pillow as high as I could, turned on my red light on my head torch and read until I could read no more.

I left the mountains a little lighter, looking forward to my work more. I have been in a funk to some degree. I had a racy year last year, a lot of movement, a lot of travel. This year seems far more sobering. Country life seems to be good for sobering up.

I have an interesting life, between town and country, from having lunch when I am in Paris with Jean-Claude from Charvet, to boiling a billy over a campfire to make tea, they are big contrasts. And so are my clothes that accompany me, from a NIDA event last week where I wore a suit, shirt, bow tie, with a white cashmere overcoat, to the cashmere cap, gilet, scarf and jeans I wore on my ride across the plains of Snowy country.

And that’s all I have for you today.

Talk soon.

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