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10/02/2012
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Legolas, Heir to the Woodland Realm
The house of Diptyque has interested me off and on for the last few years. Indeed, on a recent trip to London I happily stumbled upon one of their boutiques and was thrilled to find a very knowledgeable sales assistant in situ. I sampled 34 Blvd. St. Germain which was very nice and upon leaving the store was presented with a little embossed calico bag containing four samples. All very nice :) ...
Jardin Clos was not one of those and came to me by other means (thanks L). To be fair I think it's a decent fragrance ... not life altering in any way, but certainly wearable. Of the other, mustier smelling offerings from this house (Eau Lente, l'Eau Diptyque) much cannot be said ... I find most of them monotone and quite boring. This one, on the other hand bursts from the skin as if to implore one to try it's exceedingly green and watery floral wares. If the Nordic looking Elves in Lord of the Rings had a scent, this would pretty much be it.
The Hyacinth here harks strongly back to the glory days of Cacharel's Anais Anais, before it was brutalized by reformulation. Lovely Lilacs (and a wet, green smell like a damp forest) intertwine with the faintest traces of wood and bark. There has to be some Jasmine here ... or something else that reminds vaguely of indoles. It's not strong, or unwelcome ... but definitely a little fecund.
The worst part of Jardin Clos must be its abysmal longevity. I just started enjoying its dry down and it was gone ... like an Elf disappearing into the mist. A pity, because I was enjoying its unspoiled innocence.
This fragrance is pretty and discrete. It would probably be great for wearing at bedtime, helping one slip gently from wakefulness to dreams of babbling brooks and silently laughing blue eyes.
Jardin Clos was not one of those and came to me by other means (thanks L). To be fair I think it's a decent fragrance ... not life altering in any way, but certainly wearable. Of the other, mustier smelling offerings from this house (Eau Lente, l'Eau Diptyque) much cannot be said ... I find most of them monotone and quite boring. This one, on the other hand bursts from the skin as if to implore one to try it's exceedingly green and watery floral wares. If the Nordic looking Elves in Lord of the Rings had a scent, this would pretty much be it.
The Hyacinth here harks strongly back to the glory days of Cacharel's Anais Anais, before it was brutalized by reformulation. Lovely Lilacs (and a wet, green smell like a damp forest) intertwine with the faintest traces of wood and bark. There has to be some Jasmine here ... or something else that reminds vaguely of indoles. It's not strong, or unwelcome ... but definitely a little fecund.
The worst part of Jardin Clos must be its abysmal longevity. I just started enjoying its dry down and it was gone ... like an Elf disappearing into the mist. A pity, because I was enjoying its unspoiled innocence.
This fragrance is pretty and discrete. It would probably be great for wearing at bedtime, helping one slip gently from wakefulness to dreams of babbling brooks and silently laughing blue eyes.
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