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A scent jigsaw puzzle of a special kind
No review was written yet for this beautiful fragrance? This surprises me totally. This worthy scent deserves a worthy commentary. Can I do that? I don't know, but I will do my best.
As I know it from other perfumes and thus expect a classical course, this is not the case here. The bitter orange opens the panorama (more juicy ripe than fresh) and is immediately followed by flowers. The peculiarity of this perfume is that it resembles a jigsaw puzzle. The whole is a harmonious scent but every particle is individually detectable. At times, I smell amber, then it seems to be jasmine, or is it now the sandalwood? On a surface of approx. 10 cm on my skin I can pick out notes separately depending on where my nose moves. The conclusion (dry down) is slightly powdery and slightly animalic, this time the ingredients blend together into a whole. Simply fantastic, well made, and not easy to describe to give this creation justice. A tiny piece of art.
The scent has a definite sillage, strong in the beginning and after a while a pleasant dose lingers on. Longevity is fair, not great. No matter, I don't mind spraying again ... just because of that pleasant sillage.
Unfortunately, because of a limited edition, this perfume is hard to find but worth looking for. Neither classic, nor modern, but special in any case.
An intricate painting of various notes whose little puzzle pieces I love to discover almost to the end.
(Translation: Pipette)
As I know it from other perfumes and thus expect a classical course, this is not the case here. The bitter orange opens the panorama (more juicy ripe than fresh) and is immediately followed by flowers. The peculiarity of this perfume is that it resembles a jigsaw puzzle. The whole is a harmonious scent but every particle is individually detectable. At times, I smell amber, then it seems to be jasmine, or is it now the sandalwood? On a surface of approx. 10 cm on my skin I can pick out notes separately depending on where my nose moves. The conclusion (dry down) is slightly powdery and slightly animalic, this time the ingredients blend together into a whole. Simply fantastic, well made, and not easy to describe to give this creation justice. A tiny piece of art.
The scent has a definite sillage, strong in the beginning and after a while a pleasant dose lingers on. Longevity is fair, not great. No matter, I don't mind spraying again ... just because of that pleasant sillage.
Unfortunately, because of a limited edition, this perfume is hard to find but worth looking for. Neither classic, nor modern, but special in any case.
An intricate painting of various notes whose little puzzle pieces I love to discover almost to the end.
(Translation: Pipette)
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A gentle kiss of a Brimstone butterfly
The Italians know how: Music, fashion, cuisine and even scents. Yes, the Italians, as if it had been gifted to them straight from the cradle. Romance, sense of beauty, temperament and style.
Always I wondered why the scents of Luciano Soprani are so little known. Perhaps this is due to the fact that the very talented fashion designer who had celebrated great success at the fashion scene in Milan with his casual yet elegant style and bold colors, died in 1999 at an early age of 53. Originally he studied agricluture, but it was meant from the cradle that he used his talent in fashion design. After his death, his company was continued under his name by his best friend and partner until today, and according to his style and taste. As beautiful as his designs in the fashion world is the range of his perfume creations.
Donna is a very complex scent. Here the notes are so interwoven that one cannot detect them individually. The bergamot - as in many Italian fragrances - is certainly dominant. From a citric freshness the scent glides early into a soft fruity roundness. White flowers give the whole a restrained elegance. A soft powdery touch completes the impression of ultra light sweetness, which makes it a wearable scent for any occasion.
The longevity is acceptable, but it is still a skin scent.
A delicate, elegant, multifaceted fragrance whose touch and color remind me of a gentle kiss of a Brimstone butterfly. Both are beautiful, both are rare.
Surprisingly, the scent is not expensive and an ideal companion in Spring and Summer. If the Italian fashions were as inexpensive as this beautiful fragrance, I would be a frequent visitor to Milan.
(Translation: Pipette)
Always I wondered why the scents of Luciano Soprani are so little known. Perhaps this is due to the fact that the very talented fashion designer who had celebrated great success at the fashion scene in Milan with his casual yet elegant style and bold colors, died in 1999 at an early age of 53. Originally he studied agricluture, but it was meant from the cradle that he used his talent in fashion design. After his death, his company was continued under his name by his best friend and partner until today, and according to his style and taste. As beautiful as his designs in the fashion world is the range of his perfume creations.
Donna is a very complex scent. Here the notes are so interwoven that one cannot detect them individually. The bergamot - as in many Italian fragrances - is certainly dominant. From a citric freshness the scent glides early into a soft fruity roundness. White flowers give the whole a restrained elegance. A soft powdery touch completes the impression of ultra light sweetness, which makes it a wearable scent for any occasion.
The longevity is acceptable, but it is still a skin scent.
A delicate, elegant, multifaceted fragrance whose touch and color remind me of a gentle kiss of a Brimstone butterfly. Both are beautiful, both are rare.
Surprisingly, the scent is not expensive and an ideal companion in Spring and Summer. If the Italian fashions were as inexpensive as this beautiful fragrance, I would be a frequent visitor to Milan.
(Translation: Pipette)
The Perfume Of The Maharani
She is wearing her rust-red silk sari with a matching silk veil, and is adorned with her golden ornaments.
From the most beautiful roses in the palace garden her own supply of rose oil is manufactured, only a few drops, to enhance and frame her beauty - elegantly, delicately, like the Queen herself.
When the warm wind from the desert of Rajasthan is blowing through the halls of the Palace, the cinnamon scent of incense sticks is suddenly caught in the soft veil of the Maharani. A beautiful warm and delicate aroma spreads throughout ... velvety roses and subtle cinnamon notes supporting the scent.
Although there are mandarin notes in the opening, they have only a fleeting appearance. The rose together with the cinnamon soon takes dominance. Other notes in the background make this scent soft and warm, there is some spice, some gentle woody notes, and a touch of rather tame animalic notes.
Earlier, I loved the oriental fragrances, today most are too strong for me. Also, my taste has evolved, leaning more towards fruity and flowery scents. However I have put this perfume on my wish list.
A quiet, warm and classy scent.
(Translation: Pipette)
From the most beautiful roses in the palace garden her own supply of rose oil is manufactured, only a few drops, to enhance and frame her beauty - elegantly, delicately, like the Queen herself.
When the warm wind from the desert of Rajasthan is blowing through the halls of the Palace, the cinnamon scent of incense sticks is suddenly caught in the soft veil of the Maharani. A beautiful warm and delicate aroma spreads throughout ... velvety roses and subtle cinnamon notes supporting the scent.
Although there are mandarin notes in the opening, they have only a fleeting appearance. The rose together with the cinnamon soon takes dominance. Other notes in the background make this scent soft and warm, there is some spice, some gentle woody notes, and a touch of rather tame animalic notes.
Earlier, I loved the oriental fragrances, today most are too strong for me. Also, my taste has evolved, leaning more towards fruity and flowery scents. However I have put this perfume on my wish list.
A quiet, warm and classy scent.
(Translation: Pipette)
Passion In The Rape Blossom Fields
Oriental floral and sensual animalic is the official fragrance description. Because this is exactly among my searches, let's give it a try. First the nose is thoroughly rinsed with water, hung out the window for a breath of fresh air, then carefully dried off with neutral paper. Now, after the tool is cleansed and prepared and the skin is examined whether any remnants of previous scents are still present, I am ready, all is neutral, set the clock.
Three, Two, One and START.
Will my mental cinema carry me to travel the Orient? But no. Whatever mental impressions are floating in, they surprise me very much. This is a familiar, most intimate and beautiful scent that I enjoy each year. The brain seeks and finds, why wander off into the distance ... of course, it is right here.
Spring, cycling, a sunny warm day. A young couple decides to take their bikes and head out into nature. The freshly shaven, citric sweet smelling young man and his first great love are outdoors. And where? Exactly. Not far from here are these beautiful large yellow fields, more specifically, rape in full bloom. The sweet and honey-like fragrance hovers and radiates in abundance and invites the lovers to rest. Spring fever awakens the senses. A bed in the cornfield? But no, a bed in the intoxicating yellow rape blossom field.
The scent becomes animalic. The smell of sweaty bodies is now mixed with the scent of beautiful, yellow, little blossoms.
The setting sun sinks slowly over the fields and the bicycles are still left standing at the side of the road. The smell of flowers is getting weaker and the smell of passion is becoming stronger. Man, this is endurance. I will just settle for inside my head cinema.
After the animalic smells have lasted for more than two hours, I have become tired. Dealing with this scent, to rest up is almost a doctor's prescription, although the sillage is not particularly strong.
Will this become one of my fragrances? Hard to say. As for the citric lovely scent of rape blossoms in the warming sun, yes, immediately. But the long and animalic dry down is, probably, while engaging, quite too much for me.
(Translation: Pipette)
Three, Two, One and START.
Will my mental cinema carry me to travel the Orient? But no. Whatever mental impressions are floating in, they surprise me very much. This is a familiar, most intimate and beautiful scent that I enjoy each year. The brain seeks and finds, why wander off into the distance ... of course, it is right here.
Spring, cycling, a sunny warm day. A young couple decides to take their bikes and head out into nature. The freshly shaven, citric sweet smelling young man and his first great love are outdoors. And where? Exactly. Not far from here are these beautiful large yellow fields, more specifically, rape in full bloom. The sweet and honey-like fragrance hovers and radiates in abundance and invites the lovers to rest. Spring fever awakens the senses. A bed in the cornfield? But no, a bed in the intoxicating yellow rape blossom field.
The scent becomes animalic. The smell of sweaty bodies is now mixed with the scent of beautiful, yellow, little blossoms.
The setting sun sinks slowly over the fields and the bicycles are still left standing at the side of the road. The smell of flowers is getting weaker and the smell of passion is becoming stronger. Man, this is endurance. I will just settle for inside my head cinema.
After the animalic smells have lasted for more than two hours, I have become tired. Dealing with this scent, to rest up is almost a doctor's prescription, although the sillage is not particularly strong.
Will this become one of my fragrances? Hard to say. As for the citric lovely scent of rape blossoms in the warming sun, yes, immediately. But the long and animalic dry down is, probably, while engaging, quite too much for me.
(Translation: Pipette)
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Sometimes, I Want To Be A Lady
Sometimes, I want to be a bitch.
Sometimes, a sensitive mimosa.
Sometimes, I am like a child.
Sometimes, I want to be a temptress.
Sometimes, I just want to be down and mope.
But when I want to be a lady, one who has lived and has seen a lot, has had her share of experiences and wants to show it with pride and dignity, then I reach for this scent, this scent is for me.
It has a presence, is powdery and elegant, there is something of everything and nothing is too much. Beautifully combined from the slight sweetness of the heavy flowers, the powdery iris and with a delicate freshness. The fragrance for a woman who is met with respect, who can have serious talks and is perceived as a woman.
No sweet Lolita, no sexy vamp, nor a buddy that you could slap on the shoulder ... simply a grown woman, a lady, and sometimes it feels good to be that lady.
The bottle holds the scent perfectly - a classic shape with an elegant top. This perfume has a high price tag but this is fully justified because I consider this an extraordinary and beautiful scent.
(Translation: Pipette)
Sometimes, a sensitive mimosa.
Sometimes, I am like a child.
Sometimes, I want to be a temptress.
Sometimes, I just want to be down and mope.
But when I want to be a lady, one who has lived and has seen a lot, has had her share of experiences and wants to show it with pride and dignity, then I reach for this scent, this scent is for me.
It has a presence, is powdery and elegant, there is something of everything and nothing is too much. Beautifully combined from the slight sweetness of the heavy flowers, the powdery iris and with a delicate freshness. The fragrance for a woman who is met with respect, who can have serious talks and is perceived as a woman.
No sweet Lolita, no sexy vamp, nor a buddy that you could slap on the shoulder ... simply a grown woman, a lady, and sometimes it feels good to be that lady.
The bottle holds the scent perfectly - a classic shape with an elegant top. This perfume has a high price tag but this is fully justified because I consider this an extraordinary and beautiful scent.
(Translation: Pipette)
