Reclaras

I have not yet found a holy grail. Too much I always wanted to try and also the blind purchases increased. This was also the case with Rumeur. It was simply cheap to have and with Lanvin, an old traditional house, you certainly don't go wrong. But I certainly didn't expect much. Everyone was talking about Éclat d'Arpège around 2012 and its big sister.

The bottle and the title did not arouse in me the appearance of a particularly exquisite little water. After I have now used up the fragrance, I can say that this is definitely an insider tip. He is re-bought, and I say that for the first time.

Slightly metallic it comes along, but at the same time warm and silky. A "clean" fragrance, which also has something like freshly washed laundry for me. He could be a flanker of Idylle by Guerlain or J'adore, because all share this lovely basic tone. Only Rumeur teases more, is a bit more "restless" in the overall look. It blends perfectly with my skin into a fragrance of its own. When I wore it almost exclusively for a year, a friend once hugged me and said: hmm, you smell so good like you. Then I knew that he must stay.

Since I already have "Princess" from Wang in my repertoire, I quickly became curious about the countless flanks of this line, because the hearts are pretty to look at. In the TK- Maxx I got myself "rock princess" for soft 14,99 EUR.

The fragrance starts with raspberries, but this is rather subtle, not really fruity. This is underpinned with something leathery, I smell the musk here the most. Coconut's far away. The top note quickly warps, what remains is a not heavy but smoky scent for me. Unfortunately boring in its entirety.

The marketing is clearly held: Princess is a fragrance for the reluctant princess, who accepts her office but is still against the ceremonial imposed on her in her heart. She wears crown and dress, but drinks the champagne to her ex, celebrates unbridled, sleeps well into the dolls, wraps her fine damask bed linen in the morning and has breakfast brought to her bed.

For this picture, however, the fragrance lacks precisely this rebellion, the break in harmony, the unexpected, yes, perhaps the crooked crown, the shredded hair or the wickedly slipped down wearer of the pompous silk dress.

Princess is on the shelves at DM. Unpretentious. In line with Mexx and Betty Barclay. And that unfortunately throws a very wrong picture on this little masterpiece.

It's a sweet scent, yes, simple and touching. But then again not. He's incomparable. I smell above all: cocoa, yes, the scent that flows towards you when you open the Kaba can as a child. So, but a little softer, less bitter. I can't smell the top notes, if at all a little apricot. A light vanilla is added. It's slightly powdery. But all these sweet components seem to be balanced by... yeah, that's a mystery to me. Anyway, it's not as bitingly sweet as Prada's "candy", like the sweet vanilla in Hypnotic poison, it's less intrusive, no "loud" sweet perfume, but also not "pure cotton candy".

My association with a woman for whom the fragrance is tailor-made: Charlotte York from Sex and the City. A romantic woman, playful in her style, but still classic. Sometimes pink and pink wearing, but always raised head, self-confident, not girlish, not Reese Witherspoon in natural blonde. No, the woman in my imagination doesn't wear a Chihuahu, maybe rather a graceful Labrador to her pink dress. She wears it as she adjusts the freshly cut roses in the vase, then sits on a white couch, drinks a green tea and watches interior design magazines.

The hook, as unfortunately far too often: it does not last long, the little spell. If I were, God, I'd just leave the house wrapped up in him.

Dear perfume house Coty, how about an Extrait de parfum?

A still quite debutant perfume lover went into a small ambitious perfumery, with the desire to get hold of something exquisite for the first time. Serge Lutens and his creations Nuit de Celophane and Daim blond were on one side. And on the other hand, something from Annick Goutal. Yes, it was with the latter, I admit it, the beautifully romantic bottle that bewitched me very much. The eye plays, you have to admit it, not infrequently with it. And with the selection, there will certainly be something there. Until then, I didn't know any eau de charlotte or any hadrien, I only knew that Annick Goutal was supposed to be parisian good. Well then, the saleswoman came and raved about the "vent de folie" that had just come out. Yes, it's really great, it unfolded brilliantly and very uniquely at all, like all of Goutal's, absolutely try it. So I did, on the back of my hand and at all. He was kind of beautiful already. Hard to classify: fresh and tart, a little ticking sweet maybe. Completely lulled that he was something very special, I bought him, wore him, and was quite quickly disappointed. Disappointed by the shelf life, which, I am generous, is less than an hour. A "very special" Goutal, then. In the end, I have transformed Vent de folie into a hair perfume, but also here: every shampoo smells longer, and I have to say in the meantime, also more exciting...
and all this at the expense of good Serge..ach weh.

Conclusion: An instructive lesson in the early stages of my passion for perfume. And probably a deep case of Annick Goutal.

Come to her connoisseur of the house and tell me what is really worthy of the rank and name of the brand here.

Yes, at the beginning of the 2000s there was the "Sugar" as well as the "Girl" and the "Girl". And just in this - probably best and unfortunately sometime stopped Girly magazine -, there was a beauty interview with Holly Valance in one issue. That was the one with the only less good one-hit-wonder "Kiss Kiss", but at that time an icon of all us 13-year-olds, at least almost midwives. And after all, it was said among the boys at that time that the "quite cool". Well then one had to read already once, what the woman uses so to "make beautiful". Her absolute beauty favourites, it said, were read umpteen times and never forgotten: 1.) The anti-blemish solution soap of clinique, 2.) John Frieda Anti Frizz Serum and 3.) Gucci Rush 2. And so we dabbled in the next "Dougi" and of course only got what we could afford, namely the hair conditioner and hey, John Frieda, that was for us then "high end". The Gucci Rush 2, which was only sniffed at first, but of course that had to be done somehow. After some good English work it was time, Mom was in a good mood and I was allowed to choose a perfume. After the first attempt with Hypnotic poison might have been a bit too daring, it had to be Rush. Used for the first time, yes, I think I had a pink "Miss Sixty" top on and maybe boots that were pointed to the front (as I said in the early 2000s) and that was of course the killer in combination with Rush on the playground. Hach, altogether this fragrance has such a great mixture, because it is not teeny-pappig-sweet like Britneys fantasy, but only light and entertaining and what remains is more a fresh sweetness, yes, if the fragrance were a spritzer, it would be a raspberry spritzer. If it were a cocktail, maybe a Virgin Colada served with umbrella. And just like you order one beyond the age of 25, if at all, as "I always drank when I was 16, I want to try again", it's about Rush... at some point, unfortunately, it's over. But beautiful, yes, it was beautiful with him.