Top Review 17
Sometimes I just yearn..
…. Longing for harmony, for indulgence, for sweet dreams. Sometimes I'm tired of standing up for something or opposing something else. Sometimes I want things without corners and edges, without deeper meaning, without ifs and buts.
And so it happens that J'Adore L'Or has moved in with me, although it does not correspond to my other fragrance taste at all. The golden love starts with a fruity-sweet fanfare thrust, a bit like a cross between orange and quince. Little citric peel, much freshly pressed juice of fully ripe, juicy fruits. Sweetness is the deep, heavy sweetness of exotic flowers, where you almost wait for the sticky stamens to drop to the ground like nectar. No less impressive it goes on: a drum roll of jasmine and ylang, uninhibited, full, warm and humid. The rose, no less present, holds against it with opulent spiciness and delicate freshness. And so they, the countless petals, fall into a powdery bed of dark vanilla that dusts softly as clouds and envelops everything.
And yet, with all the abundance of flowers, sweetness and almost shameless opulence that J'adore spreads before me, the fragrance always remains on the side of elegance and eroticism and does not drift off into cheap glitter or open display.
A scent to drop, to beat over the strands, to switch off thinking and just to feel.