Caron pour une femme- an homage to a timeless rose-incense combination; a bit dark, but with ambery sparkles of light and hope;
Jean Paul Gaultier Classique Fragrance Review (Jacques Cavallier-Belletrud), first published in Cafleurebon “It is beautiful to be what you are.” Jean-Paul Gaultier For me, one of the most iconic images that comes to mind, when I think of Jean Paul Gaultier, is the motorcycle leather …
Back in the old days, Poeme was anecdotally loud – Luca Turin dubbed it to be one of the perfumes that should be banned in restaurants (together with Amarige and Spellbound).
Narciso is Galatea coming to life and passing the imaginary test of olfaction – the true rendition of the warmth, muskiness, and depth of a woman’s skin.
Created in 1995 by Pierre Bourdon (with Maurice Roger), Dolce Vita is a knot of contrasts: mouthwatering, but not quite gourmand; the essence of sheer femininity, but still somehow strangely woody, dry, and perfectly unisex
“More is more” should have been the slogan for this perfume. It’s a cornucopia of fruits, overflowing with youthful excess and sparkly brilliance, sheer olfactory “bling-bling” carried almost to the dangerous border of kitsch
Pure Poison smells of frostbite, the kind of cold that covers any odor with intricate crystals of oblivion, wipes away any trace of memory, whites out any shred of colored splinters, punishes any detour from the white decor
Smells of sand raised in the sun, warm dunes, the spice market with fruit baskets spilled over the piles of cardamom and pepper. The dust is slowly settling, and in chiaroscuro, we see a perfect rose, with petals as beautiful and intricate as a baroque lace
Suspended floating on my imaginary forest lake, surrounded by impossibly perfect waterlilies, ripe fluffy peaches, frozen in time, still and endless like in an eternal summer vacation time-loop.
I can’t help but think of Alice in wonderland and the “Drink me” potion. Lolita does not shrink your size, but once you take the first whiff of the intoxicating licorice, the laws of reality seem to be re-written using a sparkly, magic ink.