a tumble in the field
Freshly cut hay says the name. Being from the tropics I can't say I've spent much time around hay to remember what it smells like, freshly cut or otherwise. However I have always linked hay to sunshine and happiness, watching movies where lovers tumble about in haystacks and cute kittens and puppies always seem to be found around haystacks in a certain genre of movies. What makes me happy is discovering a new interesting scent with the added bonus of being an olfactory heaven. Opening with a strong leathery scent of clary sage which I've become familiar with in Violette de Fumee, mint that is present but not as sweet as Nuit Etoilee, mixed with something spicy and herbal, the latter identified as Angelica which is fast becoming a favourite note and the former apparently represented by Ivy, a note I'm not that familiar with. Just as I'm wondering where the musk was, musk showed up and literally filled up the airspace with its presence. This isn't a polite Narciso Rodriguez musk either, this is gorgeous dirty musk along the lines of L'air de Rien, being less sweet than the Miller Harris beauty but less in your face animalistic than Musc Koublai Khan. This is what I imagine dryads would smell like! This is what I imagine a roll in the hay would smell like! This is sunshine, nature and no or very little inhibitions! The sillage is a little on the quieter side but not so bad that I have to stick my nose to my skin. Longevity has gone over the four hour mark so far. This goes on the want list. Definitely. I want to smell like a happy, naughty dryad!