04/20/2020
Parfümlein
116 Reviews
Auto-translated
Show original
Parfümlein
Top Review
31
The most beautiful of all South Sea islands, immortalised in a dreamlike fragrance
I have been searching for the perfect vanilla-citrus scent for a long time. Vanîra Moorea is very high on my list of favourites and very high on the list of my spring gourmands. For the summer, this fragrance is a little too heavy for me, but that's exactly what I appreciate about it: a clearly perceptible sillage and a long accompaniment by a full, round scent. I find it extraordinarily beautiful, because it promises the summer in the most wonderful way and makes me dream of it for a long time - it is my summer-extender so to speak. The fantastic balance of citric notes and vanilla is breathtakingly beautiful and very sophisticated. Although a gourmand fragrance, this is not a gelatinia perfume. Nothing about this is Italian-light, I'd say; Vanîra Moorea lacks the sweet-sour effervescence one would expect from a citrus-vanilla combination.
Instead, as I said before, the scent is very round and deep and almost dark. Petitgrain brings a barely perceptible astringency to the fragrance, and the orange is also interpreted in a much tart and unsweeter way than would have been possible. But the climax is the fusion with vanilla, a dark, deep and flowery-fine vanilla that takes up a lot of space without appearing gourmand at all. Precious and heavy, it appears in this perfume as a dark pod with deep spiciness.
The fragrance accompanies you for a very long time and you perceive it all the time as something extremely precious and wonderful, as deliciously delicious as the vanilla pod, which is said to come from the Pacific island of Mo'orea. The thought of Mo'orea arouses wanderlust; what island could better embody the South Sea cliché than Mo'orea? Who could tear themselves away from its white beaches, its blue sky, its sparkling bays?
This must have been what happened to Gauguin, who did not want to leave the South Sea Islands. His coarse-looking, tanned Polynesian women are not delicate, fragile island beauties, just as the vanilla in Vanîra Moorea is not a light, sweetish flat vanilla. Gauguin's Tahitian women are fleshy and buxom, yet adorned with flowers and bathed in pink light. They remind me of the Tahitian vanilla: probably a cross between the spice vanilla and the Guadeloupe vanilla, it enjoys the status of a separate identity reserved for the South Seas. It is rarely used in the kitchen, as its taste is very different from the spice vanilla we know. But for this it unfolds a much greater olfactory potential; it is famous above all for its aromatic richness, less vanilla, but more floral and fully enchanting scents, especially variations of aniseed.
Thus the rich, flowery spice of Vanîra Moorea gives me the most beautiful associations of perhaps the most beautiful South Sea island: its green rainforest mountains with Mont Rotui as an impassable, mysterious destination, its deep blue sea, the snow-white sand - a South Sea dream unfolds before my inner eye. There in the rainforest, bumping into real vanilla pods and capturing them in situ, swimming with the whales, gazing across the Opunohu Bay while enjoying a freshly squeezed pineapple juice or fresh coconut - that is the little piece of happiness I may never achieve. But that I can evoke and almost physically feel when I wear Vanîra Moorea
Instead, as I said before, the scent is very round and deep and almost dark. Petitgrain brings a barely perceptible astringency to the fragrance, and the orange is also interpreted in a much tart and unsweeter way than would have been possible. But the climax is the fusion with vanilla, a dark, deep and flowery-fine vanilla that takes up a lot of space without appearing gourmand at all. Precious and heavy, it appears in this perfume as a dark pod with deep spiciness.
The fragrance accompanies you for a very long time and you perceive it all the time as something extremely precious and wonderful, as deliciously delicious as the vanilla pod, which is said to come from the Pacific island of Mo'orea. The thought of Mo'orea arouses wanderlust; what island could better embody the South Sea cliché than Mo'orea? Who could tear themselves away from its white beaches, its blue sky, its sparkling bays?
This must have been what happened to Gauguin, who did not want to leave the South Sea Islands. His coarse-looking, tanned Polynesian women are not delicate, fragile island beauties, just as the vanilla in Vanîra Moorea is not a light, sweetish flat vanilla. Gauguin's Tahitian women are fleshy and buxom, yet adorned with flowers and bathed in pink light. They remind me of the Tahitian vanilla: probably a cross between the spice vanilla and the Guadeloupe vanilla, it enjoys the status of a separate identity reserved for the South Seas. It is rarely used in the kitchen, as its taste is very different from the spice vanilla we know. But for this it unfolds a much greater olfactory potential; it is famous above all for its aromatic richness, less vanilla, but more floral and fully enchanting scents, especially variations of aniseed.
Thus the rich, flowery spice of Vanîra Moorea gives me the most beautiful associations of perhaps the most beautiful South Sea island: its green rainforest mountains with Mont Rotui as an impassable, mysterious destination, its deep blue sea, the snow-white sand - a South Sea dream unfolds before my inner eye. There in the rainforest, bumping into real vanilla pods and capturing them in situ, swimming with the whales, gazing across the Opunohu Bay while enjoying a freshly squeezed pineapple juice or fresh coconut - that is the little piece of happiness I may never achieve. But that I can evoke and almost physically feel when I wear Vanîra Moorea
12 Replies
BardiaGH
