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I was shown this fragrance at the time by a good friend. Her words, I still have them in my ear today, that's something else. A good two weeks I then went pregnant with my purchase decision. In the summer of 99 I also traveled for the first time to Ibiza and he was there, but it never became the great love. Thus, I also did not buy after and at some point he was also forgotten, until 20 years later I held my entry on Parfumo and schwuppdiwupp fell me this little dream again and I was clear that I did not understand this fragrance properly at the time.
The greater was the disappointment when I noticed, he is no longer produced.

Chaos is a wonderfully spicy, charismatic fragrance with gauzy sweetness. Not at all playful and very adult. I have simply missed the remake.
In the aftermath for me personally a classic.

Many thanks to two nice Parfumo/as who refreshed my fragrance memory with small samples.

Addendum:
Meanwhile, I may call a bottle again my own.

A few weeks ago I stumbled here on this probably already discontinued fragrance, which could yet be my Kragenweiter. In fact, I could still locate a bottle on the net and struck blindly, knowing that there are many Lieberhaberinnen here for this fragrance.

My initial enthusiasm lasted in about 2 hours, after which I was virtually knocked out.
What I initially liked, eventually became the fragrance's undoing. Now I know the original mother of this fragrance and have driven in the early 90s also evil mischief. After, however, at the end of the 90s this fragrance quasi held entry at Real & Co. and every, even so unsuitable lady, bedieselte himself with it, it was then finally over.

Back to the "here and now", I smelled the primordial mother, but in quite thick, delicate garb and was impressed. The scratchy note, which also liked to lay on the mucous membranes, was completely gone. However, this viscous robe is so wrapped in chilli and ginger that after a short while it reminded me of an Asian dish with an overdose of coconut milk (no coconut note!). The ginger is unfortunately not candied to this combined with the chilli and cream, it's too much for me. Shortly after, I was stuffed, and ripe for at least 3 mekongs.

Conclusion: such a power fragrance needs exactly the Urmutters scratchiness to be tolerable for me.

After being a big fan of Narciso's Amber Musc, I was quite eager to test the Patchouli Musc. Therefore, I was also very busy in the fall and have set all levers in motion to call the "supposedly" beautiful water my own.
In the spirit I saw me on beautiful winter days the amber cheat with the patch.

I think if Patchouli Musc is on it, you can expect them in the lead and this is where the problem lies. In the foreground, I perceive oriental, sweet spices trapped on vanilla. Undeniably, there is patch and musk, but they do not make the breakthrough and thus I had a different idea of what was ultimately presented to me.

Durability, sillage and bottle are worthy of an oriental; the fragrance, like everything in life, a matter of taste.

I dream of an Amarena cherry cup, the seller's glass slips out of his hand and my ice cream is covered all over with this compote. He doesn't seem to notice it at all and presses the dripping cup into my hand. Busy with the question of how I should eat my ice cream, this dream takes a morbid turn. I get a slightly queasy feeling, the scenery changes. Where am I here and where does this putrid smell come from - it reminds me of tooth decay. The horror comes in, I get scared and anxious of what is lurking behind the next bend...

Suddenly I spray a gentle breeze, when I open my eyes I don't know where I am and what was that for my strange dream. I perceive a whiff of cherries and vanilla.

Byzance from the "La Route de Soie" series by Ormonde Jayne starts with currants and a hint of milk. Until now I could not imagine this milk note, but it is actually there. Later it becomes a bit softer, with a delicate touch of wood and iris, but the berries run through the entire fragrance.
The base notes are, for me, hardly noticeable.
When I chose the name Byzance, I have a different idea, unfortunately biased by Rocha's Byzances 1987, but this one can't help it.

I use this comment to briefly summarize my impression of the series "La Route de Soie".
Four fragrances were combined under the title "The Silk Road": Damask, Tangier, Byzance and Levant.
Whoever thinks of strong orientals by these names is mistaken. For me, they are all to be found on warm spring days
All four, although different ingredients, are related to each other and have a similarity. They are soft, round and harmoniously matched. And although I can be enthusiastic about it, it does not quite hit my nerve. I have the impression, here you may correct me gladly that the base notes are too weak. It remains fruity-floral, modern, as if a soft focus had been put on top of it. In my mind's eye I see young ladies from upper middle-class homes with ponytails, a beautiful smooth complexion, pink and white striped shirts, skinny jeans and Tod's, oh and you mustn't forget the pearl earrings.