Top Notes 
Heart Notes 
Base Notes 
07/29/2019
FioreMarina
24 Reviews
Translated
Show original
FioreMarina
Top Review
15
Viva la Mamma!
The fragrance has something lively, evolving, even innocent, and that's actually quite good for a perfume that wants to capture the very special relationship between mothers and their daughters.
The pistachio at the beginning is something you want to recognize when you know about it; in any case, it does not impose itself and smells more like the pistachio ice cream in the Italian holidays of my childhood: candy green and an imaginative interpretation of the pistachio theme; not really something that actually contains pistachios. But the ice was heavenly; the memory of it is the same - and doesn't also belong a little nostalgia to a mother-daughter love?
Cotton candy popcorn-sweet pictures don't want to appear with me, rather something indefinitely fruity, which plays quite soon with the pistachio theme; it could be an apple, like my predecessors have sniffed it out, (and which would then also fit well with us Eva daughters), but it doesn't become quite clear.
All the clearer then the violet, an innocent, no sticky sweetness, some iris can be there, even if she is not in the foreground for me.
One wonders when the warmth of vanilla actually rose in this bell-like fragrance. Or has she always been there? Did she accompany me all the time, unobtrusive and nevertheless present, carrying, comprehensive, surrounding with tender warmth, as love can be when it is as special as the one between a mother and her daughter?
Finally, a little side note that I would like to share with you: Every time I, wearing this fragrance, take my mother in my arms, she smiles and says: "How do you smell good?
The pistachio at the beginning is something you want to recognize when you know about it; in any case, it does not impose itself and smells more like the pistachio ice cream in the Italian holidays of my childhood: candy green and an imaginative interpretation of the pistachio theme; not really something that actually contains pistachios. But the ice was heavenly; the memory of it is the same - and doesn't also belong a little nostalgia to a mother-daughter love?
Cotton candy popcorn-sweet pictures don't want to appear with me, rather something indefinitely fruity, which plays quite soon with the pistachio theme; it could be an apple, like my predecessors have sniffed it out, (and which would then also fit well with us Eva daughters), but it doesn't become quite clear.
All the clearer then the violet, an innocent, no sticky sweetness, some iris can be there, even if she is not in the foreground for me.
One wonders when the warmth of vanilla actually rose in this bell-like fragrance. Or has she always been there? Did she accompany me all the time, unobtrusive and nevertheless present, carrying, comprehensive, surrounding with tender warmth, as love can be when it is as special as the one between a mother and her daughter?
Finally, a little side note that I would like to share with you: Every time I, wearing this fragrance, take my mother in my arms, she smiles and says: "How do you smell good?
6 Comments
