Neroli
Citrus notes
Musk
Wood
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For there is no darkness forever
Why write a review while on vacation?
Actually, one should give pondering a break for a few days and devote oneself to the beautiful things in life.
But it turned out differently.
Far from home, I couldn't resist my curiosity for scents.
Why?
Well, at the beach, friends shared sad stories and showed me pictures of their destroyed home in Lyon. After the riots on May 1st, there was no functioning infrastructure left in their neighborhood; subway entrances, bus stops, parked cars, everything was ablaze. Bank branches, pharmacies, and shops were devastated.
The day at the beach became a bit gloomy. Plus, a strong Mistral wind made it chilly.
With a heavy heart, we drove into Montpellier, Axios's better half remained steadfast. The weather didn't promise anything good. Nevertheless, we had to lift our spirits.
Here, the devastation was limited. However, what was noticeably visible was the large number of vacant shops and hardly any eager shoppers.
In Galeries Lafayette, a renovated interior in bright white awaited us, and we headed straight for the fragrance department. Because if something makes me breathe easier, it’s good scents!
The next disappointment hit me; generic mass-produced items with the usual recommendations from the friendly saleswomen. Inflated prices, discontinued classics.
At the big competitor Marionnaud, things didn’t look much better.
Just as we were about to leave the large shopping center, curiosity grabbed me, and I dragged my loyal sniffing companion into the hidden Monoprix.
There, quite inconspicuously in a back corner, was a little ray of light.
A simple bottle stood stoically and confidently, waiting for the brave.
Hiss!
Oh come on, who created this delightful Neroli brightener?
Comptoir Cologne remains silent about the creator(s).
A very warm orange blossom offers me fruity, sun-kissed lemons.
A very beautiful yellow surrounds me; the proximity to Spain is undeniable.
And soon, spicy and woody impressions join in, lightly tinted with ochre.
Thyme? Rosemary?
If so, then very finely dosed and accentuating. A hint of saltiness makes it even nicer.
Magnificent!
Similarly restrained, but no less skillful, the listed wood notes cushion the scent. However, as it develops, the wood knocks more insistently, the fragrance shimmers like warm sand.
What adds a certain cheeky note to the fragrance is the musk. Slightly floral, a bit clean, and yet sexy, but just a little.
Typically Cologne, the scent aura dissipates quite quickly. After about three-quarters of an hour, the scent cloud retreats but remains close to the skin for a few hours.
All in all, an honest Neroli, which is even ennobled by Comptoir Cologne. I wouldn’t go that far, but it definitely earns a republican order from me.
For those skeptics, a note.
Yes, it is a citrus scent.
And here, one can easily create the supposed cute association if one wishes, but only in the first moments after spraying.
But for those convinced by Cologne, this refreshment is quite well done, especially the spiciness convinces me.
After about two hours, all scent impressions create a very harmonious and warm embrace.
It is one of those nice scents that don’t show off or try to stand out with complicated compositions. No, this Neroli is the orange blossom from next door, with which one can steal horses. A warm smile that instills a certain confidence.
Just don’t let your head hang!
The bottle is surprisingly beautiful, also of impeccable quality. The label is even ribbed and very classic.
Holding the bottle in your hand, you can feel that it has a good weight.
The cap and spray head are made of black plastic but are well crafted.
I can only marvel at the price.
As a comparison: a good and large Tarte au Citron (the one with the oh-so-unnecessary dark chocolate medallions as a garnish) costs about the same.
(A tip from me, both harmonize wonderfully!)
This Neroli will dutifully accompany me home, that much is certain.
And now to the title of this review.
Beyond all societal upheavals, we managed to conjure laughter under the sun at the beach again through the bonds of Franco-German friendship.
Everyone should sing a song in the respective foreign language that has remained in memory.
On the German side, Françoise Hardy scored with “Tous les garçons et les filles.”
Well, and Udo Jürgens seems to still be enjoying himself in many a memory box across the Rhine.
So, a few more sprays and then on with the sound of the sea!
Salut à tous and see you soon!
Actually, one should give pondering a break for a few days and devote oneself to the beautiful things in life.
But it turned out differently.
Far from home, I couldn't resist my curiosity for scents.
Why?
Well, at the beach, friends shared sad stories and showed me pictures of their destroyed home in Lyon. After the riots on May 1st, there was no functioning infrastructure left in their neighborhood; subway entrances, bus stops, parked cars, everything was ablaze. Bank branches, pharmacies, and shops were devastated.
The day at the beach became a bit gloomy. Plus, a strong Mistral wind made it chilly.
With a heavy heart, we drove into Montpellier, Axios's better half remained steadfast. The weather didn't promise anything good. Nevertheless, we had to lift our spirits.
Here, the devastation was limited. However, what was noticeably visible was the large number of vacant shops and hardly any eager shoppers.
In Galeries Lafayette, a renovated interior in bright white awaited us, and we headed straight for the fragrance department. Because if something makes me breathe easier, it’s good scents!
The next disappointment hit me; generic mass-produced items with the usual recommendations from the friendly saleswomen. Inflated prices, discontinued classics.
At the big competitor Marionnaud, things didn’t look much better.
Just as we were about to leave the large shopping center, curiosity grabbed me, and I dragged my loyal sniffing companion into the hidden Monoprix.
There, quite inconspicuously in a back corner, was a little ray of light.
A simple bottle stood stoically and confidently, waiting for the brave.
Hiss!
Oh come on, who created this delightful Neroli brightener?
Comptoir Cologne remains silent about the creator(s).
A very warm orange blossom offers me fruity, sun-kissed lemons.
A very beautiful yellow surrounds me; the proximity to Spain is undeniable.
And soon, spicy and woody impressions join in, lightly tinted with ochre.
Thyme? Rosemary?
If so, then very finely dosed and accentuating. A hint of saltiness makes it even nicer.
Magnificent!
Similarly restrained, but no less skillful, the listed wood notes cushion the scent. However, as it develops, the wood knocks more insistently, the fragrance shimmers like warm sand.
What adds a certain cheeky note to the fragrance is the musk. Slightly floral, a bit clean, and yet sexy, but just a little.
Typically Cologne, the scent aura dissipates quite quickly. After about three-quarters of an hour, the scent cloud retreats but remains close to the skin for a few hours.
All in all, an honest Neroli, which is even ennobled by Comptoir Cologne. I wouldn’t go that far, but it definitely earns a republican order from me.
For those skeptics, a note.
Yes, it is a citrus scent.
And here, one can easily create the supposed cute association if one wishes, but only in the first moments after spraying.
But for those convinced by Cologne, this refreshment is quite well done, especially the spiciness convinces me.
After about two hours, all scent impressions create a very harmonious and warm embrace.
It is one of those nice scents that don’t show off or try to stand out with complicated compositions. No, this Neroli is the orange blossom from next door, with which one can steal horses. A warm smile that instills a certain confidence.
Just don’t let your head hang!
The bottle is surprisingly beautiful, also of impeccable quality. The label is even ribbed and very classic.
Holding the bottle in your hand, you can feel that it has a good weight.
The cap and spray head are made of black plastic but are well crafted.
I can only marvel at the price.
As a comparison: a good and large Tarte au Citron (the one with the oh-so-unnecessary dark chocolate medallions as a garnish) costs about the same.
(A tip from me, both harmonize wonderfully!)
This Neroli will dutifully accompany me home, that much is certain.
And now to the title of this review.
Beyond all societal upheavals, we managed to conjure laughter under the sun at the beach again through the bonds of Franco-German friendship.
Everyone should sing a song in the respective foreign language that has remained in memory.
On the German side, Françoise Hardy scored with “Tous les garçons et les filles.”
Well, and Udo Jürgens seems to still be enjoying himself in many a memory box across the Rhine.
So, a few more sprays and then on with the sound of the sea!
Salut à tous and see you soon!
Updated on 05/14/2023
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