Centifolias

I'm going to join the previous speaker. There are these days when I love him. But he's definitely not every days's darling.
I met him at the launch. I was invited to this fragrance event. There was beautiful classical music and cocktails, which were adapted to the ingredients of the perfume. With vanilla, lemon balm and lavender. The lavender blossoms swam in the very pleasant tasting cocktail and it was difficult not to swallow them while drinking.

The scent was sprayed everywhere, I had the impression it even came in via the air conditioner.
I love Guerlain, every time I'm in Paris, I visit the parent house there.

But that night I thought Guerlain wanted to insult all his worshippers. Sweet sugar water, mainstream, girls fragrance for those who can afford it. Oh how I refuse these sweet little waters that you can smell on every street corner shortly after they go on sale.
I just smelled cute, sticky. I didn't see lavender, nor bergamot, nor anything else.
I was very disappointed and wondered if Guerlain needed it so much after all his great compositions.

A year later he met me again. I started chatting with a saleswoman and when I asked her what her current favorite fragrance was, she replied: "Mon Guerlain."
I must have looked so horrified that she told me: "I didn't like him at all at first and now I can't get away from him anymore, give him a second chance. He's so fine and so feathery."
The word "feathery" appealed to me and so I sprayed it on my skin.
And I was more than pleasantly surprised.
It wasn't soft as a feather for me, but I smelled lavender very clearly now, the one from the fields in Provence, when the wind goes through.
I smelled the slightly tangy bergamot, but like in the lemon tea, which consists of the granules you have to touch (I loved it as a child)
After the mixture of tea and lavender slowly retreats, the jasmine comes through, but paired directly with the vanilla. But even there it is not easy, but rather heavy.
Not cute though. Why did I take him the first time he was so cute?
I'm leaving the perfumery.
And a few hours later, there it is: The feathery softness of this fragrance. Applied like a hint of powder with the tassel. I think it's the iris.
In addition, a hint of vanilla and lavender is still perceptible far away.
That's wonderful. Soothing.

I was so enthusiastic, even about the scent that was still hanging in my sweater in the morning, that I bought it.
And now I feel like some of you here.
There are days when I love him more than anything, when he smells as described.
And there are days when it's as sweet and sticky as the first test.
I don't know why that is. Somehow he seems to react especially with the skin chemistry, which changes according to hormones and moods. More than other fragrances.
Nevertheless, I cannot let him go, because he enriches and calms me so much on his feathery days. To find out which of his or my days it is, I make only a tiny sprayer on the back of my hand. And I know immediately: sweet sticky or lavender, lemon tea and then feather-soft

I have already read here several times the association of this fragrance with the smell in a shoe shop.
And... yes, it is. But not a shoe shop of this sort, cheap and lots of plastic, huge shelves, stuffed full.
It's the shoe store of my childhood.
White suede met me in Berlin. In the department store that everyone knows.
Huge perfumery department with the finest fragrances of all origins.
My husband wanted to test oud Wood and so I stood next to him and
waited patiently for his then nevertheless 3
"I can't-me-don't-decide-candidate." Who understands this better than
all of us here. I could hardly help because I liked everyone equally.
Tom Ford fragrances have always been too heavy, too extremely stored for me, at least for a woman.
Well, my husband waved his arms around, I was already dazed by all the "oud".
And it smells wonderful on him.
Then came the awakening from the almost anaesthesia: I suddenly smelled something clear, pure. And it made me feel so good.
A lady next to me had sprayed White Suede.
What's that?, I asked.
The salesgirl was overzealous and already I had it on my wrist. Oh, that was wonderful. What the hell was that? What did it remind me of? Suede said the lady next to me.
And then there she was. The memory of that smell in the shoe store of my childhood. My mother always bought very high quality shoes, even for us children. I saw the shop in front of me: a slide that led down from the upper floor, on which I felt I had slipped 1000 times. And I tasted the cherry lollipop that I got at the checkout after buying new shoes. I saw the radiant eyes of my mother in front of me again when new shoes fitted and were found.
And smelled the smell in this store, finest clean leather, no plastic.
On my wrist the smell of leather became softer and softer, creamed in. Well-groomed.
Dry, not sweet, not flowery. The note of tea and musk remains present in me, breathed in with a little incense. The leather keeps subtly in the background. Stay clean and pure. Wonderful.
I let myself be sprayed completely and we left the stand for the visit to the upper delicatessen department.
Since we would have made other purchases, we decided to stand firm and put Tom Ford oud Wood intense and white suede on the birthday wish list.
What do you think? Did it work?
In the evening we visited a vaudeville and sniffed around at us without a break. Tom Ford accompanied us with a relentless consistency.
Maybe it was the so beautiful trip to Berlin, maybe it was due to chance that the following day was Sunday open for business...
White suede and oud Wood intense have definitely found their way into our suitcases and survived the return flight well.
And have been our daily companions ever since, harmonizing wonderfully together and we believe that this could become a connection for life.
Thanks Mom for your patience when buying shoes and also for everything else.
Even if you're not anymore, memories live on. One of them in White Suede.

...yes, she is. Refreshing, the rose in this fragrance... with a Sillage that I can't beat.
I smell it all day long, and I don't need to spray it again. Never before have I received so many compliments for a fragrance.
It is probably the mint that triggers this coolness and nothing sultry at all.
Amber makes this freshness soft after 1 to 2 hours and the fragrance changes from "freshly showered" to "freshly creamed".
He is wonderful and definitely a darling every days. Suitable for everyday life in the office as well as for the evening.
Again and again I hear strangers around me saying:" what smells so good?".
So if you are looking for a fragrance that is floral, not sweet, but fresh, not pompous, but cool, and which feels like a second skin at the end, you should definitely try it out.
A perfuma commented on him with: cool powder. He's just the same way at the end.
To me, it's one of the best flowery perfumes ever.
And another tip. Since the body lotion is no longer available:
The Atlas Rose Body Butter from the body shop harmonizes wonderfully with Florabotanica.
I discovered this perfume in a crowded elevator, where it smelled so good that I didn't want to get out. Then I asked aloud: "who is that? Who smells so good"?
Entered silence and then a shy voice:" I believe".
A young girl around 20.
It is as wearable for this age as for the more mature woman.
I definitely don't want to go on without him.

What do you associate with this color?
Roses. Lips. Sensual things.
But also signal: Attention. And now the nocturnal play of colours of the relevant fabric.
My first encounter with him
was on one of the hottest days of the year. A weekend city tour with my husband.
Practically, to get out of the car park, you have to go through a perfumery. (someone came up with a clever idea)
I already heard his: "oh no...please don't, we have a lot to do today"
"Just for a second" is my answer. In his eyes despair.
An extra stand with Narciso Rouge. The scent was sprayed on ribbons.
What I smelled was wonderful. Rose, soft yet pulsating. Powdery through the iris.
And then came the typical Narciso, musk in its noblest interpretation. But he came quieter than the original or poudree, he came
on tiptoe. So beautiful!
I'm being sprayed from head to toe.
My husband: "Are you crazy in this heat with such a red light milieu smell"
Yeah, that's what he said, and I asked him how he knew what it smelled like. I'm still waiting for the answer today ;-)

In the bank at the ATM a strange man spoke to me and I would smell so great.
In the restaurant the next man asked me what a beautiful perfume I would wear.
The female waitress also asked me.
"Seems to smell good in the red light milieu" I said to my husband.
"Hmm now the scent is really good on you, was only so strong in the beginning" he said meekly.
In the late evening and at night it was only very close to the body to smell..
A powdery vanilla musk cream blend...
A few days later I got a bottle for free. Who do you think?

...society. From: "oh what smells so wonderful here" to "what stinks here, can we open the window?" everything is in there. Nobody who smells him is neutral. Black or white. You love him or hate him.
I love him... about my daughter.
For hours I could smell this green fresh vanilla on her.
He's too much on me.
I would like someone to walk in front of me and spray him in the air ;-)

The new EDT was my hope. I thought easier, that might fit.
But unfortunately this one smells different .. much more fruity. This special note is missing.
Oh, how I like him so much and still can't wear...
All the more reason for me to enjoy the scent my daughter leaves in the hallway every morning. Your aura.