Rosie88

I tested Love Tuberose in my favorite fragrance shop... Once sprayed on the wrist and off goes the journey:

I am ... yes, where am I now exactly??
It's a bit hard for me to think clearly, because it's so stuffy here, yes sultry-sweet somehow... it takes your breath...

... it's all white around me... but it's not snow, at least not real... i'm sticky from top to bottom... Is it cotton candy? No, not really...

...It takes a while, then a light comes on to me... I'm inside a cream cake....

But it is not a normal cream cake... No, it's a vanilla cream cake in a class of its own... High-quality, noble vanilla blends here right from the start strongly with... The lovely vanilla is not small and fine, rather powerful and engaging, just like the cream... a good team...

... and something else immediately joins it... it is something indefinably sweet ... What the hell is that? It is not scratchy, but fine and sweet... rosy... Can it be tuberose??

The creamy-sweet vanilla cream cake stands on a fine table, made of the finest sandalwood... or is it cedar...? no matter, slightly woody Sweet, the scent of the table mixes with the vanilla cream cake...

Shake once vigorously and I am back in the shop and the reality... thank god :D

For me personally Love Tuberose is a very successful fragrance, if you like strong sweetness and creaminess... unfortunately a bit too sweet for me and Love Tuberose is not allowed to come home with me...

Recommendation, just try and dip into the cake ;D

I discovered Honour by chance:
on my foray through the city, looking for great scents, I saw Honour standing on the shelf... quite inconspicuous in his white dress he stood there...
Before I could grab Honour the saleswoman came and sprayed Honour right on my wrist:

....A warm summer day, I walk in my white summer dress and the white leather ballerinas along the shore of a clear mountain lake...

the wind blows strongly through my hair... The sun warms my skin, you can smell it...

The lush green that surrounds the mountain lake is only easily perceptible...and only when the wind gives its best...

Then, it rains white flowers... hundreds, no thousands...!

Plus the warm summer wind that blows the blossoms into my dishevelled hair...

I dance with the delicate flowers in the warm summer wind, all day long, until the wind says goodbye and the flowers slowly slide to the ground...

..It was my honor

In Rosa Nobile I have put great hope...

Sprayed on the wrist and already the race between bergamot and mandarin begins... The two don't seem to like each other because the opening begins rather scratchy-citric for me... Could be the pepper?

Then, it doesn't take long, the rose rises into the race and pushes the mandarin into the fresh grass... She stays there for the time being... The rose is fresh and proud, without sweetness, but a bit heavy and bitchy...

Rose and bergamot run on together, hand in hand, until the thick lily of the valley comes from behind and pushes itself between both... Rose and bergamot are confused and don't know if they like lily of the valley or not... the mood is scratched... slightly biting...

Oh! Here she comes again, the tangerine pushed away... She pushes for rose, bergamot and lily of the valley... a quarrel breaks out, that could cause a headache in some people (that was the case with me)... All four of them run as if it were a matter of life and death... Sometimes the bergamot is in front, sometimes the rose... No more but the lily of the valley or the mandarin. The two of them stay behind Bergamot and Rose...

The thick little lily of the valley has stopped after 3/4 of the way. Mandarin shortly after also... only rose and bergamot reach the finish line in equal measure and are with us until the end...

I'm afraid Rosa Nobile is a little too citric-scratchy for me. The rose is too bitchy for me... Generally for me a too intense scent, which can provoke headaches... what a pity...

Rose Absolue was with me a blind purchase and a good one at that.

Sprayed on my wrist and I stood in the middle of a field full of roses! Red juicy roses! On the arm a bouquet full of pink roses, light and fresh without sweetness or too much green...
It's raining down from above, rose petals, exactly my thing...

I'm afraid the scent doesn't last that long... after 2-3 hours my rose dream is unfortunately already completely over. Nevertheless Rose Absolute has a place of honour in my mirror cabinet :)

When I passed my favourite perfumery in town, I saw him standing on the shelf in his pink dress from afar... Amouage Blossom Love

The nice saleswoman gave me with pleasure a sample with and I was very much looking forward to it to try.
In the evening, when I was at home, I sprayed it on my wrist:

With full noise I landed immediately in the cherry jam jar!
Oh shucks, I don't like cherries at all !

... But this cherry is somehow different... it smells very strong - sweet - Amarettig, but nevertheless sweet and fine... how's that?

...the rose is not long in coming and immediately makes a head jump into the cherry jam jar... But the rose is not a real rose... She's sweet and liqueury-- sugary...

Now I sit there, together with the sugar rose in the cherry jam jar !

After a long discussion with the sugar rose also Ylang Ylang, Vanilla and Cashmeran jump into our glass !

The vanilla is very fine and not artificial... lovely warm... just like the ylang ylang... By the Cashmeran results in my opinion the creaminess, which fits here super...

Our round is complete... We like each other...

At first I had the feeling that Blossom Love was too sweet for me, but after a few tests I had to admit to myself that I love him... My Blossom Love :)