Nightclubbing Celine 2019

6:17. I open the heavy door. Bright light comes towards me through the darkness. Grey, cool and pleasantly fresh I breathe in the morning air. My eyes are not yet able to cope with the brightness - no wonder, they have seen nothing but darkness and artificial light for hours. A few steps I stumble along the street, then I let myself fall onto the first bench. I take a sip from the drink that I somehow still hold in my hand. I light a cigarette and then I inspect the "damage". I don't look that bad: some glitter on my jacket and who's makeup stain is from? Anyway, it's fine. Carefully I smell my shoulder. Whew. I instinctively pull my head back. Smells like I rolled in the ashtray. But somehow I have to smell again. There's more! I smell the wicked air from the club, the old velvet furniture I sat on, a whiff of the fine drinks I drank, and a hint of perfume I've been wearing in the distant past. Traces of an unforgettable night, half of which I have already forgotten. I smile for a moment, then I sit down for a moment and set off for home.

Celine has really managed to evoke unique images and memories in me with his fragrances. When I smell nightclubbing, I feel transported directly into this fictional scenery. At first I found the scent very repulsive - too photorealistic was the scent of cigarette smoke and nicotine on the test strip. But if you give the scent 15 minutes, it becomes a wonderful combination of smoky, alcoholic corners and edges, woody, spicy warmth and powdery elegance. A true rock star statement fragrance with very little suitability for everyday use and lots of uniqueness and French elegance. Over time it comes closer and closer to the typical Celine base of powder and musk. In my case the fragrance lasts for many hours and I could smell it on my arm the next morning when I first tested it. The flacon and packaging are above it all anyway.

Clear recommendation for all who like unusual fragrances. By the way: I have already read/heard many comparisons to Jazz Club. For me, both scents paint a similar picture, but could not go in more different directions. While Jazz Club for me is round, sweet, gourmand, Nightclubbing is rather smoky, powdery and dangerous