09/30/2021
BrianBuchanan
355 Reviews
BrianBuchanan
1
Tame fruchouli
You might think The White Ballet would be feathery and light on its feet, a Swan Lake of a scent. Well, the iris backing -is- kind of feathery but it’s soaked with red-grey fruits, like someone spilt Pinot Noir and stale Red Bull on your pristine white rug.
So it doesn’t take to the air in leaps and pirouettes but wraps you in a carpet of iris and froot.
The combination of fruit (black berry or mulberry – depending on how you translate mûre) and the dry base (crêpe paper peony and ‘ambergris’) makes me think of fruchouli.
But there’s none of the fruchouli sharpness you often find with this sort of thing - which is one point in its favour - but because of that lack of oomph, Le ballet blanc feels dry and rather dull, pedestrian.
Too much like the Ballet Bland for my taste.
So it doesn’t take to the air in leaps and pirouettes but wraps you in a carpet of iris and froot.
The combination of fruit (black berry or mulberry – depending on how you translate mûre) and the dry base (crêpe paper peony and ‘ambergris’) makes me think of fruchouli.
But there’s none of the fruchouli sharpness you often find with this sort of thing - which is one point in its favour - but because of that lack of oomph, Le ballet blanc feels dry and rather dull, pedestrian.
Too much like the Ballet Bland for my taste.