08/18/2019
Chanelle
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I wish I were a lady
No, not like Little Britain.
A real classic who hears classic, sensible black leather pumps with medium heel and high quality ladies outerwear in muted colors - or black wears, pearl necklace at most, and is unobtrusively made up. The one who wears her hair short but smart (Pixie cut, moderate) and her only vices are films by Buñuel and a glass of red wine So the exact opposite of me.
How did I get today to simply put on a scent (spotted, there precious extrait!), which I knew for decades that it does not suit me?
Now that I have finally resigned myself to having a "5 in front", I have gone a few new ways in the last few days. I'm no longer dull blond, but golden hazelnut. I've taken out the high heels, especially those with glitter. I'm also not ready to replace my broken lacquer dress with a new one anymore.
Am I still me?
I remember Paloma Picasso as a Spanish style icon of the 80s, a kind of Coco Chanel with more temperament and lipstick. I had already smelled their 1st and most successful fragrance at some time then and dismissed it as "boring, old-fashioned".
When I smelled it this morning for the first time again consciously (and now, after almost 10 hours, I still notice it clearly on me), I recognized it again, but felt no boredom, but ...astonishment. I smelled a green chypre, I smelled soft wood, noble leather and one of the most beautiful dark velvety notes I have ever smelt! Flowers are here in the background, perhaps I notice a little narcissus, but strangely enough she doesn't bother me (otherwise already!), the green and velvety impressions prevail. The wood notes are also restrained noble. I'm trapped in my sensations.
Insanely durable, totally chic, absolutely timeless.
I understand why it is or was a signature for some ladies, because it always fits.
I don't know whether it will be mine until I have been to the opera with him, but until then I bow to him, for he is rightly a piece of fragrance history, to be named in one breath with Femme, Scherrer and Mitsouko.
A real classic who hears classic, sensible black leather pumps with medium heel and high quality ladies outerwear in muted colors - or black wears, pearl necklace at most, and is unobtrusively made up. The one who wears her hair short but smart (Pixie cut, moderate) and her only vices are films by Buñuel and a glass of red wine So the exact opposite of me.
How did I get today to simply put on a scent (spotted, there precious extrait!), which I knew for decades that it does not suit me?
Now that I have finally resigned myself to having a "5 in front", I have gone a few new ways in the last few days. I'm no longer dull blond, but golden hazelnut. I've taken out the high heels, especially those with glitter. I'm also not ready to replace my broken lacquer dress with a new one anymore.
Am I still me?
I remember Paloma Picasso as a Spanish style icon of the 80s, a kind of Coco Chanel with more temperament and lipstick. I had already smelled their 1st and most successful fragrance at some time then and dismissed it as "boring, old-fashioned".
When I smelled it this morning for the first time again consciously (and now, after almost 10 hours, I still notice it clearly on me), I recognized it again, but felt no boredom, but ...astonishment. I smelled a green chypre, I smelled soft wood, noble leather and one of the most beautiful dark velvety notes I have ever smelt! Flowers are here in the background, perhaps I notice a little narcissus, but strangely enough she doesn't bother me (otherwise already!), the green and velvety impressions prevail. The wood notes are also restrained noble. I'm trapped in my sensations.
Insanely durable, totally chic, absolutely timeless.
I understand why it is or was a signature for some ladies, because it always fits.
I don't know whether it will be mine until I have been to the opera with him, but until then I bow to him, for he is rightly a piece of fragrance history, to be named in one breath with Femme, Scherrer and Mitsouko.
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