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12/25/2023
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The aroma of heavy spices, food and drinks that warm the senses, soul and stomach still hangs in the rooms; we wait contentedly and expectantly for what this Christmas holiday will bring us. The sumptuous breakfast is on the table, Mum's roast with the delicious gravy is already in the oven and Aunt Frieda is already on her way with her ever-popular cream cake: Oh, it's going to be a feast!
Who doesn't know that?
I was the only one who dropped a packet of fillings, they spread out on the carpet, rolled around and could be searched for: Why is this actually still there?
And while I was putting everything away again, my eyes fell on the lettering "Orangerie Venise" from the Armani Privé series.
At the moment, Giorgio Armani's charisma is a welcome, frequently worn guest on my skin, his and my great fragrance, the classic "Armani" Eau de Toilette from 1982, has found its way into my home in an almost full 100 ml bottle thanks to the generous gift of a very dear perfumer and I revel in it.
This spicy chypre fragrance could almost have accompanied me today.
But as I said: I knocked over the package ...
The curious nose craves a sample of orange fragrance, it has actually already had too many spices:
Well, I follow her suggestion for a short vacation in the Venetian sun and enter an orangery filled with various overwintering Hesperides trees, all carefully tucked away in tubs and smelling of summer and sun; cheerfulness and relaxation:
What a delight for the senses and the nose!
As I stroll through this green-leaved, fruit-bearing grove in what must be a very old cloister with harmonious pillars, arches and recesses, I feel accompanied by an elegant gentleman whose very personal flair seems to mingle with the citrus scents present.
Because the familiar aromas of bergamot, spicy, ever-so-slightly scratchy petitgrain, the blended fragrance of all the components of bitter orange, and neroli, which caresses the heart and soul with delicate floral fingers, resonate here in a very special way.
There is also a hint of black pepper over the whole. Will the two of us go well or will our eyes and noses water down again? No one is to be seen, only to be felt very clearly: soft, musky footsteps on green, damp moss, a touch in the passing of slightly weathered, history-rich garden furniture made of already silvery-silky polished, spicy-scented cedar wood.
"Orangerie Venise": A cultivated and stylish fragrance creation, unmistakably Italian and a far cry from many of the well-known, popular and often so cheerfully chatty citrus fragrances in their summery liveliness.
Sillage and longevity confirm this impression: the lightness of the moment, so full of fragrance, opens up to me, develops with graceful elegance and leaves a longing in which a smile resonates: Home?
(By the way, even the pepper behaved gentlemanly towards me here!)
It is well known that I have always had difficulties with many of the fragrances from Giorgio Armani that follow my favorite scent:
I usually lacked access to them; I didn't understand them, so I later avoided them or tested them half-heartedly: perhaps I was just secretly comparing them to "The Special One" without consciously realizing it!
Now today, before another Christmas indulgence in warm, heavily spiced delicacies of all kinds, I seem to be ready for an unexpected rendezvous.
Ready for a short trip to a country I have so often longed for; not only do lemons and many of their relatives bloom in the "Orangerie Venise", a part of my apparently Italian soul lives there too.
Have I found it after all; is this my personal Christmas miracle?
I was the only one who dropped a packet of fillings, they spread out on the carpet, rolled around and could be searched for: Why is this actually still there?
And while I was putting everything away again, my eyes fell on the lettering "Orangerie Venise" from the Armani Privé series.
At the moment, Giorgio Armani's charisma is a welcome, frequently worn guest on my skin, his and my great fragrance, the classic "Armani" Eau de Toilette from 1982, has found its way into my home in an almost full 100 ml bottle thanks to the generous gift of a very dear perfumer and I revel in it.
This spicy chypre fragrance could almost have accompanied me today.
But as I said: I knocked over the package ...
The curious nose craves a sample of orange fragrance, it has actually already had too many spices:
Well, I follow her suggestion for a short vacation in the Venetian sun and enter an orangery filled with various overwintering Hesperides trees, all carefully tucked away in tubs and smelling of summer and sun; cheerfulness and relaxation:
What a delight for the senses and the nose!
As I stroll through this green-leaved, fruit-bearing grove in what must be a very old cloister with harmonious pillars, arches and recesses, I feel accompanied by an elegant gentleman whose very personal flair seems to mingle with the citrus scents present.
Because the familiar aromas of bergamot, spicy, ever-so-slightly scratchy petitgrain, the blended fragrance of all the components of bitter orange, and neroli, which caresses the heart and soul with delicate floral fingers, resonate here in a very special way.
There is also a hint of black pepper over the whole. Will the two of us go well or will our eyes and noses water down again? No one is to be seen, only to be felt very clearly: soft, musky footsteps on green, damp moss, a touch in the passing of slightly weathered, history-rich garden furniture made of already silvery-silky polished, spicy-scented cedar wood.
"Orangerie Venise": A cultivated and stylish fragrance creation, unmistakably Italian and a far cry from many of the well-known, popular and often so cheerfully chatty citrus fragrances in their summery liveliness.
Sillage and longevity confirm this impression: the lightness of the moment, so full of fragrance, opens up to me, develops with graceful elegance and leaves a longing in which a smile resonates: Home?
(By the way, even the pepper behaved gentlemanly towards me here!)
It is well known that I have always had difficulties with many of the fragrances from Giorgio Armani that follow my favorite scent:
I usually lacked access to them; I didn't understand them, so I later avoided them or tested them half-heartedly: perhaps I was just secretly comparing them to "The Special One" without consciously realizing it!
Now today, before another Christmas indulgence in warm, heavily spiced delicacies of all kinds, I seem to be ready for an unexpected rendezvous.
Ready for a short trip to a country I have so often longed for; not only do lemons and many of their relatives bloom in the "Orangerie Venise", a part of my apparently Italian soul lives there too.
Have I found it after all; is this my personal Christmas miracle?
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