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The sea is calm
I love the sea. In all its appearances and colors.
The dramatic stormy turmoil of the wild Atlantic against the rugged cliffs of Brittany.
The calm, shallow crystal bays of French Polynesian island idylls.
The turquoise-green, pine-shaded glow of the Côte d’Azur.
The kilometer-long, deep blue surfer paradises along California's palm-lined coastal roads.
The light gray, wind-chilled North Sea and its ice floe sea in winter, the lonely light points of the lighthouses and the misty silhouette of the Halligen on the horizon.
Since one unfortunately cannot have everything at once, the places of longing in the distance regularly tempt one to buy fragrant surrogates in beautiful flacons.
Vicolo Fiori tells a little story in bold, bright floral tones of carefree beach happiness and peaceful days by the sea, of childhood memories of the mild Baltic Sea or fine-powdered Mediterranean beaches.
It is not fresh and not cool; it is the sunscreen on warm, well-cared-for skin, the delicate scent of white-flowering avenues in Mediterranean, honey-yellow light, the comfort of a tender touch in the beach chair in the evening when the water shimmers silver, the sand fades into a mauve-gray with dusk, and only the gentle sound of the surf breaks the silence.
A straightforward, friendly, peach-velvety scent for the longing for summer dresses, sandcastles, and the boundless freedom of the sea's expanse. The world rests, the figures fade like in “The Sea Is Calm” by Cocorosie:
“La mer est calme
Sous l’écran de la caméra
Comme une ampoule electrique grillée
Dans un seau d’eau
Il est sous le feu des projecteurs
D’un soleil cassé
Il a jetté son corps comme une ancre
Comme un morceau de sucre
Et s’est dissout“
(I thank Isolani)
The dramatic stormy turmoil of the wild Atlantic against the rugged cliffs of Brittany.
The calm, shallow crystal bays of French Polynesian island idylls.
The turquoise-green, pine-shaded glow of the Côte d’Azur.
The kilometer-long, deep blue surfer paradises along California's palm-lined coastal roads.
The light gray, wind-chilled North Sea and its ice floe sea in winter, the lonely light points of the lighthouses and the misty silhouette of the Halligen on the horizon.
Since one unfortunately cannot have everything at once, the places of longing in the distance regularly tempt one to buy fragrant surrogates in beautiful flacons.
Vicolo Fiori tells a little story in bold, bright floral tones of carefree beach happiness and peaceful days by the sea, of childhood memories of the mild Baltic Sea or fine-powdered Mediterranean beaches.
It is not fresh and not cool; it is the sunscreen on warm, well-cared-for skin, the delicate scent of white-flowering avenues in Mediterranean, honey-yellow light, the comfort of a tender touch in the beach chair in the evening when the water shimmers silver, the sand fades into a mauve-gray with dusk, and only the gentle sound of the surf breaks the silence.
A straightforward, friendly, peach-velvety scent for the longing for summer dresses, sandcastles, and the boundless freedom of the sea's expanse. The world rests, the figures fade like in “The Sea Is Calm” by Cocorosie:
“La mer est calme
Sous l’écran de la caméra
Comme une ampoule electrique grillée
Dans un seau d’eau
Il est sous le feu des projecteurs
D’un soleil cassé
Il a jetté son corps comme une ancre
Comme un morceau de sucre
Et s’est dissout“
(I thank Isolani)
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14 Comments
Ich habe diese Blumigkeit bisher eher so erlebt, dass sie in warmheisser Luft und zwischen den Häuserwänden in der Stadt steht und mich umweht.
Allerdings kann ich mit der Meeresnähe auch etwas anfangen.
Mittelmeer, am Fuße der Pyrenäen, Collioure.
Blumenpokal.
Das leicht Süßlich-Fruchtige, evtl. Calone oder etwas dergleichen passen gut ans Meer aber zu meinem Bedauern nicht so gut auf AugustAs Haut. Ich hatte ihn länger auf meiner Merkliste, ein Test lohnt sich unbedingt. Etro ist ja generell gut für einen schönen und meist auch irgendwie speziellen Duft. Meerschaumpokal.