Pure Alfred Sung 1997

At the time of the peony bloom, which is celebrated so cheerfully and lightly in this fragrance, summer is not yet so worn out, the days are not yet quite so long and warm, everything seems bright green and still carries a certain freshness and much promise.

In the fragrance “Pure” by Alfred Sung, the aroma of tangerines immediately brings this fresh cheerfulness, without being annoying, sticky, or biting.
A memory of this lingers on my skin for quite a while, smiling and blinking between the other, certainly charming fragrance notes.
Peonies - one of my great loves in flowers and in scent - radiate sun-kissed and richly fragrant, together with the proud lilies and their magnificent floral trumpets or crowns, which really only awaken in the twilight.
All summer aromas unite very pleasantly and lightly spicy with the scent of bright yet warm woods, the alluring, not overly erotic vanilla nuances of orchids, and smoky amber accents.
Everything appears cheerful and light, beautifully rounded, and wonderfully indulgent and tempting through the base of warm musk, well-thought-out sandalwood animalic, and a well-measured pinch of cinnamon: A reflection of the fragrant blooming June day with a tender conclusion!

“Pure” in the appealing round bottle belongs to those graceful creations that always bring me much joy and accompany many summer days with a lightness, making gray winter days seem so bright and hopeful through their scent and aura.

Nothing is heavy, intrusive, or superficial; everything is thoroughly friendly, and each new spray awakens this feeling of summery anticipation and simple well-being.

So I can already look forward to those summery warm days when “Pure” will surely be one of my companions.
Ah, sometimes hope and the joy of blooming peonies (even though they also mean birthdays again!) bloom so simply with one or two sprays!

And yes, Floyd and Elattarine are absolutely right: "Pure" sounds like me and is yet so much more uncomplicated with never even a hint of bad mood, truly a genuine child of its time, the fragrant nineties!