Don't Judge a Book by its Cover...
...or "aus ra schena Schissl hosch nix g'fressa" (High German: You haven't eaten anything from a nice bowl), as my Swabian grandma used to say. But does that automatically mean that food from ugly bowls always tastes particularly good?
Baiser de Florence by Ella K. I wanted to test it already when I read the statement of DaveGahan101. Light incense and iris, creamy, hach. With these keywords I immediately thought that this could correspond to my prey scheme. So I took a look at the scents and knew that I can only find it good. Besides these two notes, we also have vanilla, musk, myrrh and jasmine, which I recently discovered as one of my favourite notes after a thorough analysis of my collection. Apart from vetiver, everything that screams for Pollita is in here.
All this was confirmed when I could finally test the scent thanks to dear Baerlie. I was already sniffing the spray head and was blown away. A quick test, which I usually made with all scents first, I saved myself here. I had to wear it right away and it was a revelation for me. A fragrance with which I felt directly comfortable on the first sniff.
Meringue de Florence starts off rather sacral with an expressive incense. The Sunday mass comes to mind. The fragrance radiates peace and security and you just want to take a deep breath and let go. The longer it is on the skin, the more the incense recedes a little and makes room for the myrrh and the flowers. The fragrance becomes softer. We leave the church, take another whiff of smoke home and find ourselves in a flowering field. In the background, the blossoms and myrrh are bedded on the finest pure musk, cedar wood and a touch of vanilla. The fragrance becomes delicately sweetish and nestles against the skin like a delicate silk scarf. Here contemplation meets tender elegance. I'm sniffing the great art of perfumery and have fallen head over heels in love
All this is of course not completely new. Those who like fragrances such as Lye or Bois d'Iris will also find their way to Baiser de Florence. But what I was enthusiastic about here is the initially sacred smoky note that withdraws little by little.
As soon as the first cloud of smoke has disappeared, meringue de Florence quickly becomes body-hugging, but with a very long shelf life. The next morning after waking up I can still perceive it discreetly in my hair. Just my collar size. Due to its design the fragrance fits in every season.
But what does all this have to do with bowls? Well, the bottle is ugly to my taste. And who'd expect an incense scent with this pig pink? No, it just doesn't fit. The bottle screams for a very loud, overly sweet fruity floral. To all those who refuse pink, just like I am: Don't let the bottle frighten you. This fragrance is an incense dream. To me, it belongs in a delicately designed white bottle. Definitely. But I forgive the makers for the color and soon it will be part of my collection
Many thanks to Baerlie for the possibility to test the system.