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I've wanted to tell my story about this fragrance for a long time: it must actually have been in the year it was re-released (1988). During one of my forays through my favourite perfumeries I was given a sample tube as an encore. Exactly this fell from my bedroom chest of drawers in the first apartment occupied by myself and my newly wed husband. On the tiled floor it broke immediately of course, but this mad smell filled the room for days and enchanted me totally. Finally I dragged my poor freshly in love and accordingly patient man through all the perfumeries of the big city in search of exactly this fragrance, but in a bottle "to pour", because I intended to add smaller fillings as a pocket sprayer. It is still slumbering in my treasure chest, my other treasure has just today again bravely accompanied me on the hunt for another "game" (miniatures offered by HERMES in the classified ads of our daily newspaper).
Quelques Fleurs, just launched as a fragrance, brings back countless memories. I feel like I'm immersed in an ocean of flowers. And all this with only a swab on the wrist.
If I still find it in the morning, that's great for my dry skin
Every day for the office it seems too violent, but at family gatherings in summer it will certainly be used again.

For the first time this year I took the time to visit my favourite flea market where I often found what I was looking for. And indeed - next to a beautiful vase (with flowers and gold rim) stands this inconspicuous blue bottle. At first I was still sceptical, but there is this blog and after a short inquiry via smartphone I went into the price negotiation and bought both. Aquate - well (they are rather not mine) but the indication of a good durability was decisive.
The actual practical test actually came much later on the day.
A careful spray on one wrist and despite the rather cool temperature it unfolds and my enthusiasm grows. I never thought I'd be able to make friends with this fragrance. I take the courage to examine similar fresh aquatic animals in my collection for their practical suitability, especially for spring/summer/mid-summer when I simply want to refresh myself and not kill my colleagues in the office with some (otherwise my favourite) vanilla monsters.

After Christmas I was on a bargain hunt with my Christmas bonus in the usual perfumeries of the big city. None of the current fragrances really intoxicated me. But look, what can be found there as reduced "Bückware" in the last corner - that still exists - I call to my daughter and point to Loulou. She doesn't find the bottle tingling at all in view of the modern glass+gold bottles. irritated and frustrated by the futile tests on this day, a final test spray is applied to the anorak sleeve and then on. And what happens? In the next shops, with each arm movement this mad smell surrounds me. So it's clear: it's Loulou again. 1 sprayer on my wrist or in my scarf and make me happy for many hours. For midsummer or the whole day in the office I probably don't dare, but there are others, harmless ones. But for a family party where my sister-in-law is present, who obviously wears sinfully expensive water like Diva or just for a cuddle evening on the sofa - it's Loulou again!

Encouraged by the positive statement I bought this fragrance so shortly before Christmas at the discount store untested. But see there - at home I don't think the idea is bad anymore.
Already when unpacking I like the lovingly designed flacon. Maybe it's just Naomi Campell, only they cut his claw. And that's exactly how I feel the fragrance: you won't bother anyone with it, it fits perfectly into a well-kept everyday life. Sillage and durability correspond to the reasonable price, but no matter. It is placed on the wardrobe chest of drawers and used shortly before the nozzle. For special occasions I still have my expensive "sweethearts".