Bottega Veneta Essence Aromatique Bottega Veneta 2014

As a child, I was allowed to look at the old photos at my grandmother's house. It was always so much fun when she took the old decorated box out of the cupboard and sat down next to me on the sofa!

The photos showed my grandmother's parents and siblings, as well as my mother and her siblings as little children. The stiff figures with their serious facial expressions, dressed in clothes that I already liked so much back then, adorned with hair ribbons, hats, and fine shoes, fascinated me.
There was also a wedding photo of my grandmother from the 1930s. In a dark suit with a bouquet of white flowers at the side of a handsome young man I never met - who I am told I resemble.

For each picture, she told me stories. The distant figures became alive and real to me. In my imagination, they accompanied me and became my confidants.

There were also a few "new photos" - in color - me as a little girl sitting on my father's shoulders, a bright blue sky, colorful flower meadows, happily laughing faces.

And all of this comes to mind - I can't get it out of my head since I tested Bottega Veneta Essence Aromatique.
I disregarded the saleswoman's objections that this was a scent for the warm season. Determined, I fetched the tester, as if guided by magic.

This is my fragrance! How could I have grown old without it? Essence Aromatique is like a part of me - my second skin, a part of my heart, my soul.

The bergamot gives a hint of freshness at the beginning. But soon the coriander appears, which I love so much, sweet-spicy - almost comfortingly beautiful.
I can recognize the delicate rose and also patchouli - but this beautiful coriander note remains in the foreground for me. All the fragrance notes embrace the sweet, soft coriander. The flattering delicate woody note has captivated me. A creamy, tender fragrance clings to my wrist, climbs along my arm, wraps around my neck, my shoulders, envelops me and protects me - for a long time.
The longevity is very good; even the next morning, I could still indulge in memories.

I wanted the largest bottle of it immediately!
The satin-finished, simple bottle in a delicate green outer box now stands here beside me. A fragrance that belongs to me, that evokes memories, which also make me nostalgic.

The people in the old photos are no longer alive. But they are part of me. The habits and traits of these serious-looking people in the camera may continue to live on in me, are part of me, influencing my actions and decisions.

Bottega Veneta Essence Aromatique has made me into the little girl who climbs onto a sofa, listens to her grandmother's stories, and then breathes life into the "black-and-white people" in play and dreams, embarking on journeys to the land of dreams with them.