Dark Forest in Autumn
The name Lumière Blanche had promised to me an impression of the 'white nights' during the mid-summer close to the Arctic Circle. Actually I do neither discover something like white nights nor summer nor white lights.
The top is starting with a harsh scent of cinnamon and wood. Sandalwood? - Star anise and cardamom will never be appearing to me. - Something bitter is arising immediatly with the almond and for me cyanid smell. The sillage is coming up to a full flavour of the anyhow dangerous evaporating scent-mixture. The first time I am rejecting this fragance. And though it's attracting me. After this beginning there is starting an imagination of a dark, dense and humid forest, better a northern jungle in the autum. Rotting plants, bitter smells of fern and oak-acorns, mouldering trunks. The coniferous trees fermenting needles covering the soil of the darkest part into the jungle. Meanwhile the dediduous trees are loosing their leaves which are smelling in the unique autums-scent of northern forests. There the jungle is becoming lighter because of the filigreely silhouettes of the branches and twigs which are appearing while the soil is still shining like an ocre until light brown carpet. And this is now my impression of the heart and base note. Something clear and constantly bitter-sweet smelling is surrounding me. Within the forest ist is silent now because the birds are no longer singing, only a hawk's cry is audible in a remote distance, lamenting and grievious. The black mirror of the reflecting surface of a lake is pretending to be clear and deep. But it is evaporating more the smell of swamp. The white light of "Lumière blanche" is forcasting the snow of the winter so it seems to me. Lumière blanche ist almost similar to "Autoportrait" of Olfacive Studio. But a harsher scent of bitter wood is prevailing. Thouhgt there is always something sweet to me. Till the the end of scenting the impression of a dark and almost bare forest in november is lasting. Though the sweet almond and tonka-bean-scent is not vanishing as well, this parfum has something disconsolately for me. No breeze of flower is comforting me not even a promise of a christmas-rose. The full-developed fragance-compostion of Lumière blanche is lasting with equal intensity for a long time. A special parfume indeed. But I am not able to recognize for which purpose I would like to wear it.