Nuit Rouge Antonio Alessandria 2014
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So, what are you doing tomorrow?
At the very beginning, there's a sour, metallic freshness. As if I would rush up a freshly mopped stairwell with a hand on the steel railing and smell the top of my palm.
The night stairwell is cold, but my date opens the door to his apartment, which is cozy. He puts on a cup of coffee in the kitchen and places a tin of Danish Butter Cookies on the table. "Are you cold?" he asks solicitously, turning up the heat.
My nervousness evaporates, and I sink into the comfort of a soft armchair, trusting. We talk, share memories, and I know that if nothing more comes of us, I want us to be friends. Because I feel good, because nothing is exhausting. It's two o'clock when I say goodbye to the night with a hug, his warmth enveloping me one last time. "Cedar," I think - and, "I'll be back."
In plain words:
I like the fierce rhubarb impact and the grapefruit zest. It quickly turns warm, slightly sweet and homey: coffee I suspect, tonka and/or vanilla is more obvious. The scent breaks down into two parts, both of which I really like, and the progression from one to the other is almost forward on my skin. All too soon it ends with a warm leathery cedariness. I would like to immediately rewind or re-spray.
The other notes I do not smell out (nutmeg? Where?), or I do not know them (How please smells currant bud?).
Nuit Rouge I will certainly wear often, I find it pleasing. However, preferably on textile and creamed skin, so that it does not say goodbye so quickly.
The night stairwell is cold, but my date opens the door to his apartment, which is cozy. He puts on a cup of coffee in the kitchen and places a tin of Danish Butter Cookies on the table. "Are you cold?" he asks solicitously, turning up the heat.
My nervousness evaporates, and I sink into the comfort of a soft armchair, trusting. We talk, share memories, and I know that if nothing more comes of us, I want us to be friends. Because I feel good, because nothing is exhausting. It's two o'clock when I say goodbye to the night with a hug, his warmth enveloping me one last time. "Cedar," I think - and, "I'll be back."
In plain words:
I like the fierce rhubarb impact and the grapefruit zest. It quickly turns warm, slightly sweet and homey: coffee I suspect, tonka and/or vanilla is more obvious. The scent breaks down into two parts, both of which I really like, and the progression from one to the other is almost forward on my skin. All too soon it ends with a warm leathery cedariness. I would like to immediately rewind or re-spray.
The other notes I do not smell out (nutmeg? Where?), or I do not know them (How please smells currant bud?).
Nuit Rouge I will certainly wear often, I find it pleasing. However, preferably on textile and creamed skin, so that it does not say goodbye so quickly.
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