Cuir de R'Eve David Jourquin 2014
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No, thank you, I don't want any flacons, please
At the moment, I can't afford any new flacons, as I'm saving up for a big purchase - my husband. He is actually tall at 1.93 m and will be saying "I do" in three weeks. Of course, such a wedding is costly, hence the flacon ban...
At first, I thought, better not test any more samples, then you won't be tempted. But it's well known that such a cold withdrawal puts the addict under enormous stress, and right now, during the pre-celebration preparation phase, is simply not the right time to stop. But I could do it anytime, for sure! I'm actually only continuing to test for the sake of my soon-to-be husband, so I stay mentally flexible. Really now.
To be honest, I find the flacon ban easier than I thought. You adapt to the circumstances, become more relaxed. More skeptical. More critical. More resistant to enthusiasm. On August 20th, I will celebrate my two-year membership with Parfumo. During this time, I've sniffed quite a few fragrances and I notice: it’s starting to repeat itself. One is a bit more finely tuned, the other has a longer lasting power, but that’s not my addiction behavior, to find THE perfect one from a certain fragrance direction, and I don’t need a vanilla for the sofa, a vanilla for summer, a vanilla for winter, and a vanilla for emptying the mailbox - I’m more the woman for the rough stuff, always on the lookout for big, new surprises. I’ve since expanded my horizons. Well, why not smell like burnt maple leaves (“Burning Leaves”) or baby camel (“Urban Musk”)?
When I tested Cuir de R’Eve, I naturally expected a leather scent, and at first, I thought, aha, yawn, I know this already, it’s the same thing as Guerlain's Cuir Beluga, nice. Although Guerlain has really captivated me with its exquisiteness, I must admit that they simply know how to do it, despite all the bored decadence.
But: Cuir Beluga can’t hold a candle to Cuir de R’Eve. Cuir de R’Eve doesn’t lazily rest its butt on the beige suede sofa, where it initially lays down with a vanilla shake. Cuir de R’Eve downs the shake in one go, burps, gets back up, throws the sofa over its shoulder, and hauls it down to the basement. It sets it down on the gloomy patchouli floor and puts on some music by Lenny Kravitz.
Well, why not chill in the basement? Cuir de R’Eve surprises! And just when you think yes, yes, yes, it can’t get any better, just stay like this... it stays like that. For a solid 8 hours.
What should I tell you? Soft leather, vanilla-bitter heliotrope, and a patchouli... well, I have nothing against patchouli, but I'm not a fan either. Here, however, I could become one; it’s so captivatingly softly morbid that I would even dare to try a bit more of it. Cuir de R’Eve is cozy, but for adults, bittersweet, individual, highly exquisite, never annoying.
Still, I found something to complain about: the flacon is too obsequious for me and doesn’t visually fit into my collection. I have a flacon ban anyway. But ten decants aren’t a flacon... ;o)
At first, I thought, better not test any more samples, then you won't be tempted. But it's well known that such a cold withdrawal puts the addict under enormous stress, and right now, during the pre-celebration preparation phase, is simply not the right time to stop. But I could do it anytime, for sure! I'm actually only continuing to test for the sake of my soon-to-be husband, so I stay mentally flexible. Really now.
To be honest, I find the flacon ban easier than I thought. You adapt to the circumstances, become more relaxed. More skeptical. More critical. More resistant to enthusiasm. On August 20th, I will celebrate my two-year membership with Parfumo. During this time, I've sniffed quite a few fragrances and I notice: it’s starting to repeat itself. One is a bit more finely tuned, the other has a longer lasting power, but that’s not my addiction behavior, to find THE perfect one from a certain fragrance direction, and I don’t need a vanilla for the sofa, a vanilla for summer, a vanilla for winter, and a vanilla for emptying the mailbox - I’m more the woman for the rough stuff, always on the lookout for big, new surprises. I’ve since expanded my horizons. Well, why not smell like burnt maple leaves (“Burning Leaves”) or baby camel (“Urban Musk”)?
When I tested Cuir de R’Eve, I naturally expected a leather scent, and at first, I thought, aha, yawn, I know this already, it’s the same thing as Guerlain's Cuir Beluga, nice. Although Guerlain has really captivated me with its exquisiteness, I must admit that they simply know how to do it, despite all the bored decadence.
But: Cuir Beluga can’t hold a candle to Cuir de R’Eve. Cuir de R’Eve doesn’t lazily rest its butt on the beige suede sofa, where it initially lays down with a vanilla shake. Cuir de R’Eve downs the shake in one go, burps, gets back up, throws the sofa over its shoulder, and hauls it down to the basement. It sets it down on the gloomy patchouli floor and puts on some music by Lenny Kravitz.
Well, why not chill in the basement? Cuir de R’Eve surprises! And just when you think yes, yes, yes, it can’t get any better, just stay like this... it stays like that. For a solid 8 hours.
What should I tell you? Soft leather, vanilla-bitter heliotrope, and a patchouli... well, I have nothing against patchouli, but I'm not a fan either. Here, however, I could become one; it’s so captivatingly softly morbid that I would even dare to try a bit more of it. Cuir de R’Eve is cozy, but for adults, bittersweet, individual, highly exquisite, never annoying.
Still, I found something to complain about: the flacon is too obsequious for me and doesn’t visually fit into my collection. I have a flacon ban anyway. But ten decants aren’t a flacon... ;o)
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Wishing you all the best for your future together and lots of excitement for the most beautiful day of your life.
The ten samples should last until after the big day :)).
Still, I would personally prefer both "Cuir Beluga" and "Coromandel"; Eva seems to float a bit too much between these two poles and can't quite decide...