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Notes05/12/2022
Arcane
9 Reviews
Arcane
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Un bagno di fiori
Did it ever cross your mind to sink into a bath of flowers, spritzed with sparkly citrus and sprinkled with a Mediterranean breeze, an undercurrent that's hard to define wrapping you in bliss while you lay your head to rest? Well, Acqua dell'Elba's eau de parfum version of Arcipelago Donna might just be exactly what you wish for. And what a joy it is sinking into it.
Unapologetically floral in the warm Italian sense of the term, Arcipelago almost literally washes over you, opening with a lemon-and-mandarin-orange lemonade spritz that punches in a good, fizzy sort of way. And – to my nose at least – knocks out the apricot listed in the pyramid. This, then, turns out to be the short-but-sweet overture to a high-summer wave of mainly jasmin coupled with immortelle and orange blossom brightness. Intoxicating to say the least.
There's just the slightest hint of something watery-salty which remains a bit of a mystery, giving the fragrance that typical airiness of the Mediterranean coast. As it develops, the wonderful bouquet, which in its fullest bloom is almost a choir of colours, fades all-too-quickly. What you're left with is an ever so light amberiness that sits really close to the skin, albeit for a certain period of time. This faint trace of amber might come from the arbutus in the base, who knows (I had to look up what it actually is). I don't pick up on the cedar in the base, which I find a pity.
Its relative longevity as a simplified skin scent notwithstanding, Arcipelago Donna after about two hours produces that particular urge in the perfume afficionado: to reach for the bottle and reapply, just to re-experience that opening and (in this case) first phase of the drydown. Because, well, who wouldn't for an hour or two want to sink into a bath of citrus-crowned, almost secretly sea-salted Mediterranean flowers?
Unapologetically floral in the warm Italian sense of the term, Arcipelago almost literally washes over you, opening with a lemon-and-mandarin-orange lemonade spritz that punches in a good, fizzy sort of way. And – to my nose at least – knocks out the apricot listed in the pyramid. This, then, turns out to be the short-but-sweet overture to a high-summer wave of mainly jasmin coupled with immortelle and orange blossom brightness. Intoxicating to say the least.
There's just the slightest hint of something watery-salty which remains a bit of a mystery, giving the fragrance that typical airiness of the Mediterranean coast. As it develops, the wonderful bouquet, which in its fullest bloom is almost a choir of colours, fades all-too-quickly. What you're left with is an ever so light amberiness that sits really close to the skin, albeit for a certain period of time. This faint trace of amber might come from the arbutus in the base, who knows (I had to look up what it actually is). I don't pick up on the cedar in the base, which I find a pity.
Its relative longevity as a simplified skin scent notwithstanding, Arcipelago Donna after about two hours produces that particular urge in the perfume afficionado: to reach for the bottle and reapply, just to re-experience that opening and (in this case) first phase of the drydown. Because, well, who wouldn't for an hour or two want to sink into a bath of citrus-crowned, almost secretly sea-salted Mediterranean flowers?
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