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The fragrance itself wouldn't come across too badly if there was a lot more lavender involved. Especially stronger lavender.
Unfortunately, there is only a hint of lavender running through the fragrance. A soft, delicate whisper, which then clearly fades the longer the fragrance breathes on the skin. In addition, a lovely scent of a soft body cream, slightly underscored by coconut water and a breeze of powder.
Delicate little plant, would go much better here.

It's not a bad fragrance per se, but the individual components somehow lose each other here and don't give each other anything. Far too quiet and far too shy. It's ok to put on after a shower, but nothing more. A fragrance like the whisper of a plant.
Hardly any depth, nor any particular exhilaration through freshness or anything else. Simply a delicate essence that quickly disappears in this mass of fragrances and unfortunately has absolutely no recognition value.

Sillage and durability are quite okay, although the fragrance sticks to me like a silky paper. Inconspicuous. The bottle is quite cute.

In addition to the new "Sahar / سحر | Parfum Prissana", I was also able to test this new fragrance from Prissana extensively. I really liked Sahar and I tend to wear it a lot, but I'm not sure about this one. Yes, it is quite beautiful and pleasingly made, but for the price quoted, you can get a lot more cinema elsewhere.

"Akhetaten | Parfum Prissana" starts off floral, gently spicy. Almost delicate, virginal, with a hint of nutmeg and cinnamon. The fragrance soon becomes richer, clearly more floral. Above all, you can recognize an authentic note of jasmine paired with a fresh rose. The fragrance floats around like this for a long time. With the best will in the world, I can't catch any leather here. Especially as it is supposed to be suede. There is none of it. But what does come along is incense. Light, shallow, almost lukewarm, it hangs in there. Subtly tarry and resinous on the edges, somewhat enveloped in patchouli. Finely sandy at its core, this silent love affair is having a good time here. This under the rays of the setting sun. It is like a fleeting kiss, a glimpse of passion. A strip. Nothing more. It comes across as very pleasing and too perfumey, if you know what I mean. For a Prissana, it's too "designer-heavy" for me.

The fragrance doesn't last very long on me and even after wearing it several times, I haven't found a connection to it. On the contrary. It bores me. It is beautiful, yes. But being beautiful is not always enough.

... warbles Antonia from Tyrol.

And with this rubber boat we go out ...
Into meaningless nothingness. Into the hole in the ozone layer. Or maybe somewhere completely different, where nobody will see or smell us.

Well, what can I say here?
The first contact actually reminds me of semi-hard rubber plastic, which is just living out its existence in the sun.
Very artificially underpinned by an immense plastic cardboard note. Bianchi probably had a bright red rubber boat running in the background when she finished the composition. The fragrance is almost obsessively coated with a lukewarm freshness and it all seems very artificial. I also catch a hint of flowers, although this is more like a floral water. There is also a slight scent of incense. Towards the end, the bright red rubber boat burns off and is literally covered by the not entirely force-free freshness, which is somehow totally out of place here. That's pretty much it. Freshness paired with burning plastic and a few flowers. A bit of incense and we have a sailor romance. Or maybe not. What is that keeps running through my head over and over again. I find absolutely no guideline here and for me personally, it is one of the worst fragrances I have been able to test recently. Accordingly, my assessment is also devastating, except the bottle is kept simple and the durability and sillage are quite okay.

If this is art, then I personally won't buy it at all, because it doesn't appeal to me in the slightest. Someone must have been looking for a maritime low point and probably found it.

I wasn't expecting much anyway, so I'm not particularly disappointed. What's really bad now is that the scent reminds me of the awful song I used to listen to up and down in my childhood. Because: I grew up in a ski resort.

Antonia was only right about one thing in the song:
Quote: Kissing on board is forbidden
I'll also tell you why
The boat is a construction
It tips over when you kiss...

And it's not just me that tips over here, but also the complete misconstruction of this fragrance. Thank you, I'm done!

At the moment, it feels like you can see something or other about Lattafa everywhere on Tiktok, Instagram and even FB. Be it from ordinary mortals or from a few influencers, even from really well-known faces... people often point the Lattafas into the camera and praise them beyond measure. I was often asked by friends and acquaintances what the fragrances were good for, because you can easily buy them from a certain well-known website. But, as is so often the case, I don't have the right answer, because the proof of the pudding is in the eating. We all have completely different ideas and tastes are totally different anyway.

Admittedly, I haven't had many lattafas under my nose. Especially with the sheer number of them that the brand owns. However, the one I tested did not touch me at all and I was and still am not particularly impressed by this fragrance. I'm certainly pricking the open wound of some owners here with a sharp needle, but personally I have to say that this fragrance reminds me of a standard fruit cocktail that sits in the sun for too long without being chilled, regardless of the hungry party guests. For me, it also starts off too weary. There's far too much going on at once (sweetness, fruit, flowers). Also very creamy, underpinned by a thick vanilla that doesn't want to combine harmoniously with Heiltrop. Sprinkle on some brown sugar and my absolute nightmare has come true. But it doesn't last very long, which surprises me, because some connoisseurs swear that Lattafa is a real long-lasting monster.

Personally, I can only imagine this fragrance on teenagers. No passion, no depth, no particular development. The bottle is not a feast for the eyes for me either. The color is my nemesis anyway. There are certainly very exciting fragrances from Lattafa, but I haven't gotten to know them yet. It will certainly take forever.

I can confidently do without this fruit cocktail and so far I'm not a fan of the hype.

If you're looking for clear, powerful incense with that certain something, this is the one for you.
For not even that much money, you get a very good performance. Incenso d'Oriente is a beautiful incense fragrance that is second to none. Especially in this price range. Really big houses can take a leaf out of its book.

It starts off powerfully smoky. An invigorating incense infusion that is downright inspiring. Delicately undermined by a spice that is creamily integrated here. After a very short time, a very intense note of camomile emerges. Fits perfectly into the concept. It is very well balanced. The camomile becomes paler over time, but this in no way detracts from the fragrance. On the contrary. The heart is not only richly smoky, but also incredibly dry and resinous. Earthy facets undermine the soul of this fragrance and allow it to sink in, as if one had been released from all this suffering. Like a long-awaited infusion of pain. Penetrated by warming rays of sunshine that want to penetrate the mind, without interrupting the almost cool, thoroughly straightforward atmosphere.

Longevity and sillage are absolutely terrific and the bottle is also appealing. I'll take a photo of it when I get the chance, because it's a different one to the one pictured here.