Ignorabilis

I am spraying a tester of this for the first time. This scent is older than I am and what I expect is nothing more than an outdated sweet breeze of irrelevance and oblivion.
Then I smell it - and I know immediately: oh, it's YOU!
Of course I haven't forgotten him! How could I! So many women from my childhood were surrounded by this scent. Women whose embrace made me feel good. Women whose words filled my head with new knowledge. Women I looked up to. Women who led the way, map in hand, on the car ride to Spain on vacation. Women with strength and energy.
Unlike other "vintage fragrances," I don't feel Sun is aging. You can tell it's from a different era, but it doesn't feel dusty or stale. Still feels strong and soft at the same time.
It develops a non-naive, tropical sweetness that gains character from a slight scratchiness, and is in turn rounded out by a powdery, creamy veil. In performance, too, it delivers on its promise!
Sun is always on the edge, but never over it. An everyday fragrance by all means, but for women with edges and lots of charm. A statement fragrance that may be rediscovered by us younger generations .... and we step here definitely in significant footsteps!

Nice clean scent that comes across fresh and aquatic. He has for me something from a mixture of sea breeze, detergent and white tea.
As I've mentioned elsewhere, scents like this are perfect for me for concentrated hours, as they create a clean tidy aura but aren't too complex. That's how I feel about this one as well. It doesn't develop much, it just gets weaker over time. At the beginning, you still notice a somewhat pungent note, but it calms down as time goes on.
The durability and sillage are rather modest, but what one experiences more often with this type of fragrances. The price-performance ratio therefore remains top for me!

... that is my conclusion to this fragrance. Rarely do you start a text with the end, but here it fits somehow. So really I do not know what I want to write about it, but I'll give it a try.

The scent itself starts out pleasantly fresh and floral. In fact, I caught myself using it to put a smile on my face. Nothing special, but somehow comfortingly nice and uncomplicated. As time goes on, the flowers recede a bit and something sweet emerges ... and also something pink?
And that's where the association fireworks begin!
You know those plastic baby bottles with the colorful balls in them? A few of them in a calorie-free sugar cream. Add to that some flowery fabric softener and shower duds. Some cotton candy for that fluffy, airy feeling. A tiny sip of lemonade. Dilute it all with lots of odorless creaminess- er, I mean round it off, of course .... and voilà!

Don't get me wrong, Ever Bloom is not a saccharine fragrance. It doesn't step on anyone's toes, but it doesn't accompany you either. Rather, to me, it is the idea of a smell or a feeling. A grown-up fragrance that thinks back to teenage years and reminisces about fond memories with a smile on its lips.
I kind of like it. It's pleasant, not too sweet, not too heavy, a bit naive.
(Interestingly, it smells more pungent to me on paper than on skin. On me, it's much softer and unexciting. So I imagine it's a matter of individual skin chemistry as to which notes take over here.)

Perplexed I am but still. When should one wear this fragrance? And who? So light-hearted and suitable for everyday use he also comes along, so carrierinnen-untauglich (This word exists from now on :D) he is somehow. Normally I can imagine exactly what the wearer looks like when wearing a fragrance ... Attitude ... Clothes ... and here? Nothing. To no one he wants to fit so right.

I can imagine it as a pretty relaxing scent. As something you wear for yourself because you like smelling it, not because you just "feel" the scent. Also, I would like my laundry to smell like this - just very lightly when you bury your nose in it. Or for a lip balm, maybe that would be something. But as a perfume, it doesn't really want to work for me yet.
So let's see what I do with this sugary perplexity now

Mugler is known for its polarizing fragrances. Whether Alien, Aura, Angel or Womanity ... Either you hate them or you love them. With this expectation, I also tested Angel Nova. In different situations, at different temperatures, I gave this fragrance a chance. And I am now sure that I do not belong to the group of lovers.
The first spray on paper already almost shocked me. A heavy, papery sweetness with a chemical makeup rose came to me there. In the winter, I tried it on my wrist with a light spray, thinking maybe it wouldn't come off as clunky in the cold temperatures.... still nasty. Now in the summer I sprayed it on this morning and in the warm I think I find it most unpleasant.
What makes it so difficult for me here is that the scent has no clear direction. It's a contradiction in terms, but not in an interesting way that Muglers usually are, just indecisive. The youthful fruity notes contradict the grandmotherly cosmetic rose. A bit like a person in mid-life crisis who just wants to be really young again... and somehow seems desperate as a result. Just weird and out of place.
In the end, the makeup rose wins... and I give up.

After many attempts and quite a lot of effort to love this fragrance, I admit: He has not really convinced.
How often had I heard about the mysterious "non-perfume", which is supposed to put a translucent scent veil around you as if by magic (or rather by magical chemistry) and cast a spell on everyone around you. And how curious I was about it! Even though the big hype about "Not A Perfume" was a while ago ... who can blame me?
So I was all the more excited when I got a proper bottling included in a swap (thanks again for that!) and couldn't wait to test it.
Sprayed on, losgerochen and ... Alcohol! Well, I had been too fast. So I waited.
A little later I tried it again more carefully and erroch ... yes, what actually? I had expected a soft, gentle skin scent - so to speak "my skin but better" - and instead I found it first of all weird. Not really to be grasped either. Not necessarily unpleasant, but really very strange.

After several tests, I could better assign the fragrance. Or rather, associations developed. Above all, it reminds me of a wood workshop. Sawdust, wood glue, a bit of varnish. Somehow a mixture of natural and synthetic components. Now I've never walked into a woodshop thinking "it smells awful in here", but I can't recall ever thinking "but it smells insanely good in here" either.
The scent itself doesn't change much over the course of wearing it, it rather fluctuates in intensity. Sometimes it is mainly the synthetic pungent, what comes to the fore, a little later it calms down again and the natural woody comes out. But nothing really adds or disappears. A bit restless it also becomes in this back and forth.

And then, of course, the most important question: do I want to smell like this?
Mh, well, I don't really know. I just can't imagine a situation in which I would reach for this fragrance. What I was hoping to find here is already covered by Molecule 01, which I've recently added to my collection now (Was a bumpy start too, but we made it!). When I think of Not A Perfume, I just can't think of anything. And sadly, neither does those around me. Instead, only question marks form. It just doesn't want to feel that good.
Not A Perfume is indeed not a perfume ... for me.