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05/20/2024
IrinaSpalko
15 Reviews
IrinaSpalko
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Breathing Cool Air from a Delicious Field of Grass
Going forward, Vent Vert will remain firmly in my dedicated springtime/summertime rotation. Something to share with more open minded noses who seek anything fresh or green. The bottle I am drawing from is a newly batched Parfum in the square bottle with a black round top. Formulations and reformulations aside, this one is fine and good enough for me.
A picture: My kitchen window overlooks a vast field of grass. There is a mint plant and a basil plant growing on the sill. I open the window to welcome the cool morning air that has grazed past the grass in the distance and frills the potted herbs in front of me.
Vent Vert means Green Wind in French (not Green Glass as pronounced). But one could most certainly drink this in if it were imbibable. The bitter opening gatekeeps this materpiece, shooing away anyone only intending to take a small sip. Like a drink that turns sweet after the swallow, the development is astonishing. And on my skin the end result is a sweet basilic meadownectar that is neither floral or fougere but it's own category, but it is not without his rivals.
I could place this one in the same group as Blue Grass (1989) and Woodhue. We all are one and the same vision of those delicious sweet grass fields laced with herbs. In my judgement, Vent Vert is the superior and would be number one of the three, followed by Blue Grass and Woodhue in third.
A picture: My kitchen window overlooks a vast field of grass. There is a mint plant and a basil plant growing on the sill. I open the window to welcome the cool morning air that has grazed past the grass in the distance and frills the potted herbs in front of me.
Vent Vert means Green Wind in French (not Green Glass as pronounced). But one could most certainly drink this in if it were imbibable. The bitter opening gatekeeps this materpiece, shooing away anyone only intending to take a small sip. Like a drink that turns sweet after the swallow, the development is astonishing. And on my skin the end result is a sweet basilic meadownectar that is neither floral or fougere but it's own category, but it is not without his rivals.
I could place this one in the same group as Blue Grass (1989) and Woodhue. We all are one and the same vision of those delicious sweet grass fields laced with herbs. In my judgement, Vent Vert is the superior and would be number one of the three, followed by Blue Grass and Woodhue in third.
IrinaSpalko
