Crêpe de Chine F. Millot 1925 Parfum

A scent like a dream from long-forgotten times. Like heavy, green silk. Like a fairy tale forest with clearings where wild carnations grow. Like delicate roses among rough grasses. The great oaks everywhere draped with silvery-gray, filigree mosses that radiate an unfathomable aroma. The rough undertone of earthy patchouli, the balsamic-soft resinous scents behind it? Beneath? Above? .....Everywhere, in a charming and magical way, they seem to subtly underpin everything. And even the harsher resins are enveloped by them like with gentle veils. Time and again, the pungent carnations, the slightly green jasmine, and the roses flash through. The scent is devoid of any "artificial" sweetness. The little that feels natural is cleverly integrated throughout the fragrance. It comes from blossoms and a touch of benzoin. A wonderful "rough fellow" with a soft, good-natured core. I can also very well imagine "Crêpe de Chine" on men, as this scent has more "substance" than most fragrances today designated for "men." And a wonderfully rustic charm!