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Neroli
Mandarin orange
Heart Notes
Jasmine
Frangipani
Base Notes
Beeswax
Vanilla
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Notes04/29/2021
PennyPearl
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PennyPearl
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"Kiss me hard before you go! Summertime Sadness..."
...purred the dear Lana, the eternal California Girl, already so many times during some vacation trips / road trips in my ear, and of course I had to think of the dear Lana with a fragrance, which is dedicated to California.
The plant world of California has many facets to offer, is very extensive and this perfume wants to tell probably exactly about it.
It greets you in the opening a sweetish, quite authentic tangerine, which is just peeled, along with greens/stems of the tangerine, no sugared artificial fruitiness.
Green herbaceous, not too bitter grapefruit, yet slightly tart, balsamic and very aromatic throughout the scent.
A really nice start like a wake-up call, and I'm always a little skeptical of fruity ups.
A strong floral combination follows, heavy and natural, as if you were standing in front of a thick bush (not a delicate little flower in the vase), again no artificial sweetness, no vanity and yet elegant like someone who does not have to and does not want to pretend anything to you, but is just the way he is.
Through and through a sincere fragrance, I think!
He takes on a melancholic-wistful flair and reminds me of an evening at Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco.
Slightly sweet and softened by the waxy notes, vanilla vibes I explicitly do not perceive.
Unfortunately, it fizzles out very quickly on my skin and doesn't even leave a shadow of the scent.
I visualize the West Coast road trip a few years ago; the verdant nature of Yosemite National Park with its pines and redwoods;
the wide highways lined with Joshua Trees and cinematic diner and motel signs in the middle of nowhere;
the staggeringly beautiful colors down in Antelope Canyon and Santa Barbara's wide beach with tall narrow palm trees;
the cozy harbor town of Monterey and the drive through 17-Mile Drive along the ocean and cypress trees, sage in the air.
I perceive the scent as authentic and real through and through, I associate it with freedom, wind in my hair in the rental car, windows down.
Hiking through Bryce Canyon as the sun sinks lower.
Dusk.
Sipping a drink sitting on the sand of Venice Beach.
A view from the observatory over L.A.
The plant world of California has many facets to offer, is very extensive and this perfume wants to tell probably exactly about it.
It greets you in the opening a sweetish, quite authentic tangerine, which is just peeled, along with greens/stems of the tangerine, no sugared artificial fruitiness.
Green herbaceous, not too bitter grapefruit, yet slightly tart, balsamic and very aromatic throughout the scent.
A really nice start like a wake-up call, and I'm always a little skeptical of fruity ups.
A strong floral combination follows, heavy and natural, as if you were standing in front of a thick bush (not a delicate little flower in the vase), again no artificial sweetness, no vanity and yet elegant like someone who does not have to and does not want to pretend anything to you, but is just the way he is.
Through and through a sincere fragrance, I think!
He takes on a melancholic-wistful flair and reminds me of an evening at Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco.
Slightly sweet and softened by the waxy notes, vanilla vibes I explicitly do not perceive.
Unfortunately, it fizzles out very quickly on my skin and doesn't even leave a shadow of the scent.
I visualize the West Coast road trip a few years ago; the verdant nature of Yosemite National Park with its pines and redwoods;
the wide highways lined with Joshua Trees and cinematic diner and motel signs in the middle of nowhere;
the staggeringly beautiful colors down in Antelope Canyon and Santa Barbara's wide beach with tall narrow palm trees;
the cozy harbor town of Monterey and the drive through 17-Mile Drive along the ocean and cypress trees, sage in the air.
I perceive the scent as authentic and real through and through, I associate it with freedom, wind in my hair in the rental car, windows down.
Hiking through Bryce Canyon as the sun sinks lower.
Dusk.
Sipping a drink sitting on the sand of Venice Beach.
A view from the observatory over L.A.
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