06/26/2017
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Perfumed Dance
Do I forsake Kiss My Name by buying its more sedate cousin, Monbloom? Not in the least. Kiss My Name remains my favorite of the Monegals. It is almost in the category of a white floral drug.
Monbloom, OTOH, said to be inspired by a dancer's sensual and exotic movements, is a limited edition carnal beauty. Its brochure says it is made of Kamataka Tuberose, Sevillan Neroli, Morroco Jasmine, Chinese Osthmanthus, Comores Ylang-ylang, Indian oud, Indonesian Patchouli, Spanish cistus and American cedarwood.
Overlooking the minor fact that one of those stings my eyes a bit, the result is admirable. Cistus labdanum is strong and luxurious, as is the cedar. They become prominent during the drydown. The upshot is a strongly woody white floral, osthmanthus adding openness. It actually does bring to mind the perfumed sweat of a dancer.
After a while, though, the cistus starts bothering my eyes and nose. Not terribly, just noticeably. It may not bother yours at all, so if the notes appeal give this one a try.
I bought it at Neiman's which apparently has a thing now where the first perfume sales clerk can kidnap you and escort you to other counters. Must get out of that next time because I love one-on-one interactions with the sales clerks. My guess is, the Monegal guy didn't like losing all or part of his commission.
Monbloom, OTOH, said to be inspired by a dancer's sensual and exotic movements, is a limited edition carnal beauty. Its brochure says it is made of Kamataka Tuberose, Sevillan Neroli, Morroco Jasmine, Chinese Osthmanthus, Comores Ylang-ylang, Indian oud, Indonesian Patchouli, Spanish cistus and American cedarwood.
Overlooking the minor fact that one of those stings my eyes a bit, the result is admirable. Cistus labdanum is strong and luxurious, as is the cedar. They become prominent during the drydown. The upshot is a strongly woody white floral, osthmanthus adding openness. It actually does bring to mind the perfumed sweat of a dancer.
After a while, though, the cistus starts bothering my eyes and nose. Not terribly, just noticeably. It may not bother yours at all, so if the notes appeal give this one a try.
I bought it at Neiman's which apparently has a thing now where the first perfume sales clerk can kidnap you and escort you to other counters. Must get out of that next time because I love one-on-one interactions with the sales clerks. My guess is, the Monegal guy didn't like losing all or part of his commission.
BertolucciK
