Tomorrow I'm moving for three weeks, not to friends and not to the hotel, but to a clinic. During my upcoming rehab, I'm supposed to relearn how to walk. I am just glad that the many sitting and lying and especially the laborious walking with aids will soon come to an end - after all, I like to move outside in the fresh air as often as possible. Of course, when packing, there is also the question of a few good books, discreet jewellery and matching fragrances for such an occasion. Certainly there are long evenings or other times of idling, which I won't have to spend sweating or swimming in gym and swimming clothes. So I look at my range of fragrances, I decide to buy two rose fragrances, then a few bottlings that are waiting to be tested and that are easy to store. "Then maybe something fresh, neroli", I think, and pack my comforter 'Neroli Amara'. Before I close the drawer, my gaze falls on DIAMONDS AND RUBIES, an eau de toilette in which - how could it be otherwise - a rose also blooms. Only a few days ago I got it surprisingly from a dear perfume friend (thanks, dear gold), but not yet tried.
Even the dark red packaging looks promising..... i pull a slim glass bottle decorated with white pearls out of the box, open the golden cap and spray two or three times on my wrist. And what can I say? I am immediately fascinated, because immediately a sea of spring flowers surrounds me - so fine and elegant and so wonderfully fresh. I sniff deliciously spicy jasmine, wrapped in gentle-aromatic peach skin and smell lilac, lots of lilac in the lightest violet, which is not soapy but rather creamy powdery. Everything fits harmoniously into each other and flatters my nose. I decide to take the bottle with me and take it to the beautiful things that will come with me tomorrow. But my packing comes to a standstill because I am distracted and now devote myself completely to what continues to blossom on my wrist. A shy rose, which seems rather dark and spicy to me, makes itself quietly and only hesitantly louder becoming noticeable. Its slightly opened bud is ruby red and shines on a dry, filigree branch. With its dark green foliage it looks noble, is almost inaccessible. I smell something woody, too...yes, I think that's how scored rosewood smells. In terms of colour, the proud rose in ruby red sets a counterpoint to the light blossom of its predecessors, and yet everything fits together well, feels soft and mild for my nose.
The fragrance remains exciting, because delicious, Christmas-like spices captivate me. I feel like I'm in my father's bakery. Crispy brown cinnamon stars come fresh from the oven, are decorated with wafer-thin icing after cooling, while a new tray with gingerbread disappears into the oven.... Hmm, the typical aromas of anise, pimento, cardamom, fennel and cloves spread rapidly and bewitch me. They scented the whole room so that I feel warm and cuddly. Such a bakery is tempting for every nose. To avoid falling over the pastry right away, I try to distract myself, look around and discover various pots on the work surface: one is filled with forest honey, one with grated nutmeg, another with vanilla pulp and another with ground rose pepper. Wonderful - both the sight of the old earthenware vessels and the wonderful smell that emanates from them! The scent mixture reminiscent of a Christmas bakery, which I could like all year round and which is joined by a very, very delicate touch of smoke, is now setting the tone in DIAMONDS AND RUBIES. Only lilac and jasmine can hold their own and remain, while rose and peach say goodbye as quietly as they have come.
The persistent and intensely fragrant perfume, which is'just' an eau de toilette, sparkles and glistens irresistibly. It's like a fragrant necklace that glows in the dark for hours. The artfully perfumed gemstones used here constantly change colour. Sometimes they glow in light purple, sometimes in dark red, then again in refreshing yellow-orange or in mild green and most of the time they glow in deep golden brown. Depending on how one holds diamond and ruby in the hand, turns and turns them, a different, always new colour nuance appears. With this fragrance I may reach for the stars - and what a miracle - I don't reach into the void, I won't be disappointed. Here I am really given a fascinating fragrance experience, which accompanies me for up to eight hours and brightens my existence from somewhere. It may be a classic winter scent, but I can't do without it even in these late summer days.