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08/08/2019
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Lasciatemi cantare
At the moment I stroll around a lot in my collections and my own folders - you don't treat yourself to anything else!
Some forgotten treasures come to light, which are actually lying unjustly in their containers.
I used to rummage around in the little bag with the miniatures from time to time and appreciate one or the other fragrance with a commentary; in the meantime I had really forgotten it and only dedicated myself to the newcomers.
Wrongly so, as Cantate by Yves Rocher shows.
This Eau de Toilette is a child of its time and therefore also immediately present in this concentration.
Here no quiet, preparatory introduction sounds; no, "Cantate" goes immediately into the full!
A Gianna Nannini of fragrances, I'd almost like to say.
But that doesn't have to scare us, on the contrary!
My miniature protected its contents so well that it is unchanged: I can bathe in this fragrance experience and sing with it in competition. (Good thing they can't hear us!)
Yes, the mid-nineties really weren't puristic; why should they also?
That came later, just like the unisex scents.
Here woman is still woman and "Cantate" presents immediately an opulent bouquet of flowers: bound from iris, jasmine and wonderful fragrant roses.
They offer a beautiful sight: rich dark red roses with seemingly velvety petals nestle against the proud iris swords and everything is bound in the leaf green of the large-eyed jasmine.
The blossoms of which are not to be missed: they are there!
That's how it smells - noble summer flowers meet here!
They are followed and immediately lovingly embraced by warm kitchen spices (I recognize cloves and a hint of nutmeg), which meet with cinnamon.
Should there still be a pinch of pepper? Here in I am not quite sure, but do not want to exclude that.
They take the spicy osmanthus blossom into their centre and form an aromatic scent with the flowery welcome, which flatters us women and pleases men at us.
Tonka bean also trumps here; vanilla almost sinks in the wake of the goddess of love.
This shakes itself however only briefly and lolls itself afterwards temptingly on a smell camp from erotic sandalwood and the very popular cedar.
Thus the smooth vanilla reminds of the slightly provocative Venus, which of course should not be missing from this sensual and feminine scent song.
I almost expect to see Pan with his flute hiding nearby to sing one of his songs.
Well, my friend: show yourself when you're there!
For a few hours "Cantate" accompanies me very consciously; not loudly roaring, but nevertheless well audible and perceptible.
A shy creature does not float beside me: it shines and laughs and sings!
The wide summer skirt swings in the dance - a lively fragrance beauty has developed.
So I guess the best choice here is to say with Toto Cutugno: "Lascatemi cantare ..."
Some forgotten treasures come to light, which are actually lying unjustly in their containers.
I used to rummage around in the little bag with the miniatures from time to time and appreciate one or the other fragrance with a commentary; in the meantime I had really forgotten it and only dedicated myself to the newcomers.
Wrongly so, as Cantate by Yves Rocher shows.
This Eau de Toilette is a child of its time and therefore also immediately present in this concentration.
Here no quiet, preparatory introduction sounds; no, "Cantate" goes immediately into the full!
A Gianna Nannini of fragrances, I'd almost like to say.
But that doesn't have to scare us, on the contrary!
My miniature protected its contents so well that it is unchanged: I can bathe in this fragrance experience and sing with it in competition. (Good thing they can't hear us!)
Yes, the mid-nineties really weren't puristic; why should they also?
That came later, just like the unisex scents.
Here woman is still woman and "Cantate" presents immediately an opulent bouquet of flowers: bound from iris, jasmine and wonderful fragrant roses.
They offer a beautiful sight: rich dark red roses with seemingly velvety petals nestle against the proud iris swords and everything is bound in the leaf green of the large-eyed jasmine.
The blossoms of which are not to be missed: they are there!
That's how it smells - noble summer flowers meet here!
They are followed and immediately lovingly embraced by warm kitchen spices (I recognize cloves and a hint of nutmeg), which meet with cinnamon.
Should there still be a pinch of pepper? Here in I am not quite sure, but do not want to exclude that.
They take the spicy osmanthus blossom into their centre and form an aromatic scent with the flowery welcome, which flatters us women and pleases men at us.
Tonka bean also trumps here; vanilla almost sinks in the wake of the goddess of love.
This shakes itself however only briefly and lolls itself afterwards temptingly on a smell camp from erotic sandalwood and the very popular cedar.
Thus the smooth vanilla reminds of the slightly provocative Venus, which of course should not be missing from this sensual and feminine scent song.
I almost expect to see Pan with his flute hiding nearby to sing one of his songs.
Well, my friend: show yourself when you're there!
For a few hours "Cantate" accompanies me very consciously; not loudly roaring, but nevertheless well audible and perceptible.
A shy creature does not float beside me: it shines and laughs and sings!
The wide summer skirt swings in the dance - a lively fragrance beauty has developed.
So I guess the best choice here is to say with Toto Cutugno: "Lascatemi cantare ..."
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