Top Notes 
Clove
Marine notes
Bergamot
Heart Notes 
Frankincense
Lily
Myrrh
Tuberose
Ylang-ylang
Base Notes 
Musk
Caramel
Patchouli
Tonka bean
Vanilla
Heliotrope
04/11/2025
Pollita
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A subtle touch of mom on my skin
There it was on the edge of the bathtub. The burgundy or aubergine-colored cream jar. Noble and beautiful to look at. I remember the spicy scent of the rich body care with clove, green facets and subtle floral notes so well. Even though the fragrance seemed rather cool on the surface and almost a little chypre-like to me with the patchouli notes, I liked it back in the eighties as a young girl. I found the fragrances that my mother and especially my father wore difficult to deal with, but this cream was allowed on my skin or hands after bathing. Despite all the spice, it wasn't a dark scent. No one told me that fun was not welcome.
It had a certain warmth. Probably from the florals, but also from a splash or two of sweetness in the base. That might have made the difference for my childhood nose. No oakmoss to give me the cold shoulder. Instead, a little tonka bean, maybe even a hint of caramel, which tells me in a subtle, almost playful way that cuddling is a beautiful thing. A subtle hint of mom on my skin. Not the force of her often much spicier perfumes.
I shouldn't have told my mother that incense and other resins were involved here if I had already been more intensively involved with fragrances as a ten to twelve-year-old, as I am today. Because she didn't like incense. Whenever we saw the inside of a Catholic church, there was a negative comment about it, the priest waved the cask. And of course I didn't know at the time that I would become a fan of frankincense, myrrh and the like. Although I do remember many fragrances with frankincense, for example in washing powder, that always made me smile and happy.
Amaryllis by Floris smells almost exactly like this cream from the heavy jar. I think I dropped it once in my childish wildness and it broke. Needless to say, my mother was not happy about it. It was an Avon body cream. Whenever the Avon consultant came to our house with her new catalog, my mother and I would take our time to get an overview of which products we would like to order next time. There was always a jar of cream with us. And soon my first eyeliner pencil and an eyeshadow.
I would never have considered trying Amaryllis by Floris based on the notes. I like the house, but both maritime notes and caramel are actually no-goes for my nose. Luckily, I don't detect calone or any other kind of aquatics, nor ethlymaltol, which is almost always indicated by the caramel note in a perfume created after the turn of the millennium. Fortunately, not at all here. Instead, the fragrance takes me back to the eighties. Despite all the spice and an abundance of flowers, it remains wonderfully delicate with a moderate sillage. Very pleasant.
I would like to thank Petra66 for the fine fragrance and the journey back in time to my childhood.
It had a certain warmth. Probably from the florals, but also from a splash or two of sweetness in the base. That might have made the difference for my childhood nose. No oakmoss to give me the cold shoulder. Instead, a little tonka bean, maybe even a hint of caramel, which tells me in a subtle, almost playful way that cuddling is a beautiful thing. A subtle hint of mom on my skin. Not the force of her often much spicier perfumes.
I shouldn't have told my mother that incense and other resins were involved here if I had already been more intensively involved with fragrances as a ten to twelve-year-old, as I am today. Because she didn't like incense. Whenever we saw the inside of a Catholic church, there was a negative comment about it, the priest waved the cask. And of course I didn't know at the time that I would become a fan of frankincense, myrrh and the like. Although I do remember many fragrances with frankincense, for example in washing powder, that always made me smile and happy.
Amaryllis by Floris smells almost exactly like this cream from the heavy jar. I think I dropped it once in my childish wildness and it broke. Needless to say, my mother was not happy about it. It was an Avon body cream. Whenever the Avon consultant came to our house with her new catalog, my mother and I would take our time to get an overview of which products we would like to order next time. There was always a jar of cream with us. And soon my first eyeliner pencil and an eyeshadow.
I would never have considered trying Amaryllis by Floris based on the notes. I like the house, but both maritime notes and caramel are actually no-goes for my nose. Luckily, I don't detect calone or any other kind of aquatics, nor ethlymaltol, which is almost always indicated by the caramel note in a perfume created after the turn of the millennium. Fortunately, not at all here. Instead, the fragrance takes me back to the eighties. Despite all the spice and an abundance of flowers, it remains wonderfully delicate with a moderate sillage. Very pleasant.
I would like to thank Petra66 for the fine fragrance and the journey back in time to my childhood.
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