Castlecoore

I had such high hopes for you! I would have loved to adorn myself with you! But no matter how many times I try, you just stubbornly insist on your elusiveness! I can't get a grip on your beauty; you always make off far too quickly. Fresh and citrusy is how I perceive you in the opening, lavender and slightly herbaceous spice I can just catch, a friendly little kitten plays in the background. But it too only ever flits by very briefly. Of vanilla, I can at best glimpse something. Incense, wood and leather - missing! What a pity! A real pity But I'm not giving up on you yet! Maybe you're a little friendlier to me and my skin as an extrait.

Luna starts sweet-fruity-earthy with herbaceous-spicy notes. Later joins bright incense, leather and woody notes. In between, a slightly animal note flashes. Extremely interesting, fascinatingly beautiful! Unfortunately, this beauty fades after only 3 - 4 hours and is only very faintly perceptible to my skin. What a pity! Because he would already be mine, he pleases me exquisitely well!

Tabac blond is for me the loving memory of a very special woman.

When I was a young girl, I was often allowed to go to my aunt's house for a few weeks during the school holidays in the summer. For me there was nothing better, I loved being there. She was my favourite aunt and she always, really always smelled of an impossibly beautiful, beguiling scent. The scent was just as beautiful and extraordinary as she was.

The horse stable, the indoor arena and her horses were a magical draw for me. My aunt was an avid horsewoman and as much of a horse lover as I was. So I spent most of my time in the stable and indoor riding arena. Even today I love the typical warm horse smell and the smell of saddle leather and bridle. And when my aunt was in the arena for riding, a whiff of her distinctive, wonderful perfume would hover over the typical stable smell. My aunt was a beautiful, elegant, spirited, proud and emancipated woman. I admired her and wanted to be like her someday. And I also desperately wanted to smell as unique and wonderful as her.

Once I couldn't resist, and secretly dabbed a teeny tiny drop of her perfume "Tabac Blond" on my wrist, just as I had often observed her do. However, in my youthful cluelessness, I had not considered that not only I but also those around me would notice this oh-so-wonderful, extraordinary fragrance. I felt so ashamed when my aunt directly noticed my transgression! This little transgression, my reaction and my face reddened with shame have subsequently caused hilarity among my relatives for many years to come.

When my aunt wasn't wearing her breeches with a polo shirt or jacket, she was always dressed in a decidedly fashionable and extravagant manner. She sewed most of her clothes herself, a hobby of hers. Off-the-peg fashion was not exclusive enough for her. And so it was with her perfume, it had to be something special. And her perfume was special, it was extraordinary! There was only this one perfume for my aunt, her signature scent, there was no other. I never smelled that scent on anyone else either.

At the same time, my aunt was also very down-to-earth, hands-on, close to nature, helpful, companionable, warm, cheerful and humorous. She was a radiant, extravagant, emancipated personality with a lot of warmth in her heart. And that's exactly what Tabac Blond is for me, extraordinary, unique, beguiling, extravagant, exclusive, soft and warm and in addition a lasting memory of a wonderful, emancipated woman. I love this perfume!

My nose and I, we are still plenty inexperienced and Telea does not necessarily correspond to my fragrance preferences. But a review that touched me deeply made me curious about this fragrance anyway. So I ordered a sample of Terenzi's Telea from Essenza Nobile.

Love at first spray was our encounter unfortunately not: very special, but for me too fruity-sweet, too intrusive, too different and the sample was sorted out first, as rather not so mine.

But for whatever reason, the fragrance did not let me go. Maybe I was not in the right mood at the time of the test, maybe it was too warm, too cold, or whatever? Finally, after a few days, the filling was unpacked again. And only then, without reservations and rash decisions, I really got involved with this unusual and extraordinary fragrance for my nose. And not once or twice but again and again. And to my surprise, it gradually became more and more beautiful: still sweet, but not sticky sweet, but exceptionally bright, radiant, fresh floral and fruity sweet, then later in the base to linger more and more in an enveloping, soothing, warm-woody direction.

It wasn't an easy start, but this particular scent has steadily touched and captured my heart more and more. Telea is for me a starfish, which has emerged from the depths of the ocean for me spiky-skinned rough and unattractive, and which I could only recognize in all its glory and beauty on a second look and closer inspection. It was not love at first smell, but in the meantime I may call a 100 ml bottle my own thanks to a very nice perfumer! I am very happy with my starfish! Telea is not quiet, but also not cheeky or superficial, but of an extraordinary depth and consistency. Telea is radiant, bright, sunny, friendly, enveloping and warm. Telea takes you in his arms, gives you time and welcomes you.

Telea is persistent and lasts a good 8-10 hours on my scent-eating skin and the sillage is strong for me to get used to. Telea is sun rays, joie de vivre and optimism! Love at second sight!

Addendum: you are exceptional, but we just do not fit together! I feel uncomfortable and disguised with you! You are ultimately too loud, too sweet, too fruity and too trimmed to youthfulness for me. You are probably made more for younger noses. I let you pull. All the best!

At first, the opulence of this fragrance literally takes your breath away. He is unfathomable, so multilayered and simply not to grab.
Through its complexity, Chimaera is for me a fragrance kaleidoscope: constantly changing, always different, with ever new facets. Chimaera is like a leprechaun that permanently transforms itself with thieving joy. Mischievously grinning, serious or cheerful, he constantly reveals a new face and is deliciously amused by the thoughtful question marks on your face.
For me, Chimaera is a multi-faceted, rather tart-citrusy, herbaceous-spicy scent, but one that grows warmer with a slightly sweet, resinous-woody, smoky and slightly animalic note. Beautiful! Naughty! Exciting! Unfathomable! A definitely extraordinary, mysterious and enduring fragrance!