MiSoph

Thé Bleu starts out spicy green (I definitely smell cardamom here), and a strong but not too masculine lavender note. The scent impression is cool, but not harshly refreshing, not energizing or stimulating, but like a fresh breath of perhaps a fountain or waterfall almost imperceptibly carried over by the wind. In no time, the lavender retreats, leaving behind a velvety soft veil of violet petals and iris. I also recognise the green tea accord familiar from Thé Vert breits here, but some reviewers find it more black tea. Since Oolong tea, depending on the variety can resemble green OR black tea in taste, I find the implementation of this fragrance very exciting, and obviously succeeded.

The iris gives the whole a cool powderiness throughout and finally merges with the violet to a base that always remains airy through the delicate musk note and never seems gloomy, oppressive or overly "vintage".
The sillage is decent from the beginning and close to the body, also the durability is unfortunately moderate.

I find this cool tea ideal for warm days, no sticky sweet iced tea, but a gentle floral, slightly tart refreshment.

Oh yes, a real lady will probably no longer from me.... My fingernails are rarely well manicured, I envy everyone who perfectly masters the no-make-up make-up look and my chive curls also rarely deserve the name hairstyle.
But Love, Chloé gives me a feeling of effortless elegance that makes me forget that my blouse and trench coat really need to be ironed again....

However, Love, Chloé is not an intimidating grand dame who demands a Chanel suit and pearl necklace, I feel simply groomed and sophisticated with her floral creaminess even in jeans and a t-shirt.

The orange blossom and pepper are a bit sharp and cutting in the opening, but quickly the iris and lilac combine with the musk and rice powder to create a cosmetic-powder-like melange that exudes a feminine, floral creaminess.

Despite a well perceptible sillage it does not overwhelm the fellow and remains polite - just like a real lady

Named after the scandal-ridden French writer (some may know the biopic with Keira Knightley) raises expectations of an idiosyncratic, or at least expressive fragrance. Colette also starts with a promising, tangy gin and tonic note, the juniper and lemon I clearly detect. The fun is quickly over, however, and in the drydown shy violet powder combines with amber and warm sandalwood, the spices and incense just preventing yawning boredom. The fragrance definitely gives off a well-groomed impression, but by no means a cool and forbidding elegance, it remains warm and inviting due to the slightly sweet vanilla note and musk. A Victorian lady on country trip, no French femme fatale.
I actually detect a similarity to Gypsy Water, but with more lemon and vanilla. Unfortunately, the durability and the sillage leaves much to be desired. Otherwise, a pleasant day companion, sensation will be caused herewith but certainly not.