I don't know why but I was expecting this very scent.
It opens fresh and citrusy thanks to the grapefruit. And then verveine rises and settles down like an herbal tea peacefully infusing in the room. Because it is peacefull indeed. Like a room fragrance with a ray os sunshine going through the wind. A cat purring under the table. The wood cracking under the fire.
Maybe another fragrance similar to one owned by my grandmother as the pictures in my head feel so reel and familiar.
Une autre madeleine de Proust, comme Pivoine avant ce parfum.
It is so sad that they only give wet paper for I would have loved to open such a little vial every time I need a peaceful remembrance. Not to wear but to smell it and go back to childhood.
