Ireland (Cologne) by Demeter Fragrance Library

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Ireland Demeter Fragrance Library 1929 Cologne

6.8 / 10 102 Ratings

A perfume by Demeter Fragrance Library for women, released in 1929. The scent is floral-spicy. The production was apparently discontinued.
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Main accords

Floral

Spicy

Green

Woody

Chypre

Fragrance Pyramid

Top Notes

Aldehydes

Lavender

Neroli

Orange

Bergamot

Heart Notes

Clove

Narcissus

Rose

Tuberose

Jasmine

Base Notes

Tonkin musk

Sandalwood Benzoin

Benzoin

Tonka bean

Nivskribdal

Perfumer

George Fuchs

Ratings

Scent

6.8102 Ratings

Longevity

7.473 Ratings

Sillage

7.067 Ratings

Bottle

5.374 Ratings

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Reviews

20 in-depth fragrance descriptions

10/24/2014

8Scent 7.5Longevity

Gmmcnair
40 Reviews

Gmmcnair

Helpful Review 6

Rather Respectable Masculine

Okay, I have a confession to make. I go to another site, browse women's perfume, and search for reviewers that exclaim, "OMG! This is such an old lady scent!" If it's an older perfume, something from the 20s, 30s, or 40s, I give it a serious second look and a sampling (or blind buy if cheap enough).

Why? Do I want to smell like someone's grandmother? Not at all. I just remember a time when women's perfumery was much less sweet. These fragrances are often less sweet than masculine fragrances of today. Plus, lines get reformulated and are often stripped down. This has happened with Blue Grass. What is left is the (excellent) original bone structure. In this case, an excellent soapy floral, heavy on the lavender and spice, and divine on the right man.

This one would be superb on a spring day, fresh out of the shower smelling of Ivory soap. A spritz on the chest, a clean short sleeve shirt and this guy would be a force to contend with. Overall I give this a strong 7 out of 10 as a masculine...4 out of 10 as a feminine due to the stripped down nature

01/13/2014

9Scent 10Longevity 7.5Sillage

Inger
112 Reviews

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Inger

Top Review 41

"Childhood Memories" or .....

...."The Appearance of a Paradise Bird in Southern Burgenland"

A few days ago, I discovered Blue Grass by Elizabeth Arden in a perfume shop.
I couldn't describe the scent anymore, but with the first spray, all the memories suddenly came rushing back.

As a child, I always spent my summer holidays at my grandmother's in southern Burgenland. That was the best time for me. Together, we took care of the dog, cats, chickens, geese, and the little pig, and worked in the kitchen garden. She made the best apple strudel and the best pillow dumplings in the world. In the evenings, she always told me stories.

Some siblings of my grandmother emigrated to America in the twenties and thirties - like so many other young men and women from Burgenland - to seek their fortune there.

One summer, Aunt Hedwig came to visit from America with her granddaughter Carole. I was maybe seven - at most eight years old. I got along well with Carole right away. I introduced her to the southern Burgenland children's society, and soon she was one of us.

However, the most colorful person was Aunt Hedwig. She was my grandma's youngest sister, also a widow. My grandmother wore a coat apron during the week, her hair held back by a headscarf. Only on Sundays for church did she wear a blue or gray suit.
Aunt Hedwig was different! She wore pantsuits in various pastel colors, colorful silk scarves, and high-heeled sandals. Her earrings always matched in color. Her hair was stylishly done, and her nails were manicured and polished. I was enchanted. It was like a touch of Hollywood.
And she smelled wonderful! Even during the welcoming hug, I noticed her lovely scent. That's how I want to look and smell when I grow up!!

In the bathroom, next to my grandmother's soap and Nivea cream, there were now numerous little jars and bottles, and of course this good perfume - Blue Grass by Elizabeth Arden. Good thing I could read back then!

Now, more than forty years later, I find this scent again. A spray of it has set my mind's cinema in motion. Funny and bittersweet memories arise.

Blue Grass is a fresh yet robust scent. I distinctly smell lavender and clove, and of course the herbs. Later, rose and jasmine join in very lightly. However, the scent never becomes sweet. Blue Grass lasts a long time on me. Towards the end, sandalwood and cedar mix in. The herbal top note becomes softer and calmer. Maybe that's the musk?
Blue Grass is a very distinctive scent, not at all sweet but very fascinating - something truly special.

My grandmother and her siblings have long since passed away.
I last saw Aunt Hedwig when she was over ninety years old and still a very well-groomed lady.
I still keep in touch with Carole.
It's nice that Blue Grass by Elizabeth Arden has found me now. That way, I can still smell as good as Aunt Hedwig once did.

08/26/2017

7Scent 8Longevity 7Sillage

Serenissima
1233 Reviews

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Serenissima

Top Review 25

so small ...

"So small and fragile" - Drupi's smoky voice resonates through the warm summer night.
The Italian singer takes me back more than forty years - to my first great love, a summer romance I will never forget.
This includes not only this "dolce Canzone," but also Elizabeth Arden's "Blue Grass."
For the first time, I owned a complete fragrance line: just that filled my beauty case quite nicely.
So off we went for three weeks on summer vacation.

The prince charming of that time was truly a picture of a man: handsome, charming, well-traveled through his job in international hospitality.
And he noticed me!
How could a young woman not be impressed?
Impressed? Oh, that’s an understatement: I fell for him from the very first moment!

Enchanting summer nights in balsam-scented gardens; nights spent dancing where Drupi's summer hit "Così piccola e fragile" played over and over.
Sunrises over the awakening city in the south and the walk back to the hotel in the early morning hours.
How often did he hold me back because the coffee lady had just arrived for her shift? Naturally, he didn’t want to run into her as a hotel employee.
My mother, who traveled with me that year, had to get used to having breakfast alone. She did so generously!
Only later in the morning did she find me in a garden café with coffee, sausages, a full bread basket, and lots and lots of water.
Fatigue? What was fatigue?
I must have shone like a freshly polished chandelier in full candlelight!

The first impressions of "Blue Grass" are actually a bit staid: they remind me somewhat of a serious gray flannel suit.
Just the lavender, neroli, and orange are very comforting scents. The entrance is thus delicate and quiet.
Only later does the gray suit transform into a flowing white summer dress!
Jasmine, daffodil, rose, and tuberose blend with the calm top note, and together with the strong clove, they create a noble swirl of fine femininity.
The base note finally transforms what may have once been a "little gray mouse" into a magnificent, sensual woman!

This summer, "Blue Grass" revealed itself to me in all its beauty.
It bestowed upon a delicate, yet still quite young woman a seductive femininity that carries all the sophistication and ancient knowledge of love within it.
Love made me shine and gave me wings - everything seemed so light and nothing was impossible!

Of course, the vacation came to an end. I went home - he stayed there. The farewell brought the first tears, of which many more would follow.
Elizabeth Arden's "Blue Grass" kept the memory of this love dream alive at home, which lasted only a few days and even fewer nights.
(Only a rehash of it was the brief reunion the following year: it was a mistake and tasted like reheated coffee! We shouldn’t have put ourselves through that.)

In the meantime, "Blue Grass" has returned to me. I mostly wear it with the tender smile that every woman dedicates to her first great love. A smile that makes the eyes shine and awakens the soul.

Listening to Drupi's "Così piccola e fragile" now no longer makes me long for it. Instead, it evokes the memory of something very beautiful:
"Don't cry because it's over!
Smile because it happened!"

Updated on 07/20/2021

01/08/2013

10Scent

NasserHund
8 Reviews

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NasserHund

Top Review 19

The Scent of Blue Grass

This was my very first perfume, gifted to me by my mother around the mid-80s. I have no idea where she dug it up, as my surroundings were all about Poison and there was no one I knew who wore this fragrance.

The bottle was oval with a delightful horse relief in the glass and a turquoise blue cap on top. However, I was even more enchanted by the content, a breathtakingly peculiar scent that, in my youthful naivety, was the very essence of blue grass that gave the perfume its name.

In my imagination, this grass covers a vast plain that breathes in the moonlight. The ground is undulating and marshy, the long, sturdy blades of grass stand in dense large clumps next to each other, swaying gently in the night wind.
The blades are softly blue-green, and the tiny hairs that cover them shimmer silver in the moonlight. The bodies of the white horses also shine silver as they gallop quietly through the grass towards the horizon. The grass reaches the snorting animals up to their round bellies, responding to the movements of the horses with a dry rustling created by their sharp edges as they rub against each other.

These are the only audible sounds.

A moment outside of time, almost outside of the world, free and independent, also situated outside of any convention and expectation. These horses do not need us; they stand for themselves, their intrinsic beauty is revealed only to the secret observer, as I feel when I think of this image.

Then the perfume was no longer available. Head-shaking in the perfumeries, the internet had not yet been born. I mourned for my white horses.

London in summer, at least 10 years later. Stuffy air, hot asphalt, exhaust fumes, and a cacophony of scents. Being pulled into the dark depths of the subway maw in the dense crowd. And there was the scent... A corpulent woman in front of me on the escalator had applied the unmistakable perfume by Elizabeth Arden, recognizable among hundreds, no thousands, of scents, and she had not held back... An escalator ride down into the black belly of London surrounds me with my herd of white, snorting hoofed animals again. They disappear far too quickly along with the black lady in the throng.

Just last year, there was a happy reunion, not with the black lady but with the horses, and yes, they have lost none of their beauty.

And not only are the horses back, like the DeLorean race car from "Back to the Future," the scent of blue grass catapults me directly into the seemingly endless summers of my youth. And all without plutonium fuel.

What is really in THIS fuel is very hard to say; the scent eludes categories just as it does the analysis of its components by the nose.

As a base for the grasses, lavender serves, which I only recognize because I know through Parfumo that it is there; it is perfectly masked. The dusty, dull aspect that characterizes the "real lavender scent" is missing.
The aldehydes give the lavender grass a cool, metallic silverness, and bergamot creates a rough freshness on the surface.

This characteristic accord is sharper and more angular at the beginning, then becomes softer but remains in the same dimension until the bitter end many hours later.

That is the scent of blue grass! For me, a small work of art due to its uniqueness and bold construction. With the limited means available in 1934, the completely fictitious invention of a grass was created, incomparable to the almost nature-identical "grass" from the gardens of Ellena, which are so much closer to the natural model and lose so much poetry in this almost perfect illusion to ultimately seem somehow "artificial," far behind the impressive facade.

Blue Grass is quirky, surely always somewhat contrary to all fragrance conventions and habits, no less today than in the past. I am sure it does not appeal to everyone, to put it mildly.

I associate it with summer, with freedom and naturalness. Yet it is never sexy or elegant; its beauty lives for itself, not to impress or seduce.

Still, I am very grateful to Ms. Arden or whoever from marketing that I can experience the scent again, as a perfumery artwork but also as part of my own story.

07/08/2015

10Scent 10Longevity 7.5Sillage

Minigolf
2568 Reviews

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Top Review 13

Feng Shui American Style

I ordered "Blue Grass" by Elizabeth Arden from an online perfumery for the almost unbelievable price of 19 euros for 100 ml. It was a so-called "blind purchase," as I could only imagine the scent through the fragrance pyramid and description on Parfumo. However, upon my first testing, it exceeded my expectations. A scent breeze in BLUE in the truest sense of the word hit my nose. Cool, azure blue, like a sky on a cloudless morning. Almost "transparent," as it particularly appears on golden October mornings. Between summer and autumn. A garden, like those often seen in Feng Shui books, appears before my mind's eye. Blue cedars line the edges, as do small blue spruces with their blue tones. Blue fescue grass forms an arrangement of cool restraint with Artemisia and flax flowers. Many other blue-leaved and blue-flowering plants are also involved. They all radiate calm and relaxation. An artful garden without being "artificial." A gravel path leads to a small water feature in front of which a simple, blue-painted bench invites you to linger. Hardly any other fragrance evokes such images in me. Yet "Blue Grass" is by no means a subtle scent, both in terms of longevity and sillage, but due to its cool aura, I do not perceive it as potentially "intrusive," rather as unusual and unmistakable through its fragrance bouquet. 100% for scent, longevity, and sillage.

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Greenfan1701

3 years ago

8Scent 8Longevity 8Sillage

WHAT a difference from the newer version, this one has volume, soft, lavender, jasmine, tuberose, fine sandalwood, grandiose ;-)

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Guinevere

6 years ago

10Scent 10Longevity 9Sillage

a bomb, I love it...when Black Opium & LVEB ladies get on my nerves, this one comes into play, clears space on the train :-) :-)

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Serenissima

8 years ago

7Scent 8Longevity 7Sillage

A very personal scent of youth: full of memories! And with the warmth of a cozy light blue mohair sweater for dreary days.

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Summermic

4 years ago

8Scent 8Longevity 8Sillage

Chypre à la Scherrer, Chanel's Cristalle, E. Lauder's Azurée. Strong, herbal. Initially a bit bitter, then pleasantly softer. Pure classic!

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Gelis

6 years ago

9Scent 6Longevity 6Sillage

Aldehydic-light herbal green becomes floral-powdery and ends with a vanilla-creamy note with hints of cocoa. I like it despite the green. Regards + thanks to Serenissima.

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Ruesselchen

6 years ago

7Scent 8Longevity 7Sillage

This old version is simply lovable; it doesn't necessarily want to come across as young and fresh. It is just itself and brings joy.

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Heikeso

7 years ago

8Scent 10Longevity 9Sillage

This scent is like spring melting the snow. Fresh full flowers and green-citrusy sparkling soapy cleanliness.

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Flakon11e

2 years ago

10Scent 9Longevity 6Sillage

A walk in the park in spring: green, lightly woody-resinous, the azaleas whisper a vanilla greeting.. stays very close to the skin and is at peace with itself.

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