Mimosa Acca Kappa 2004

Grass! A Demeter? Waiting and hoping for the base. Still grass. No, lawn. But an English lawn. Nicely trimmed and worked on the edges and corners with nail scissors. The flowers on it must be plastic; I can't smell them. Well-kept front gardens à la Desperate Housewives, where one diva always wants to be more beautiful, better, oh yes, and richer than the other.
Just as polished and groomed comes Mimosa. No development in the eternal green. One-dimensional and simple doesn’t always have to be bad, but after Muschio Bianco, I really expected more from an Acca Kappa.
I feel like I just mowed down 10 football stadiums with a hand lawn mower.

This is a high summer and don’t-touch-me scent.

Still, a thousand thanks to Louce for the sweet bottle, unfortunately a shot into the green waste acceptance point. :(