10/04/2021

Pollita
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Pollita
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Like a cotton shirt with chicken on it
Actually, I don't like lavender scents. When it rains, my lavender in the garden smells wonderful, but as a perfume, this great medicinal plant, which I also do not withhold from my chickens, has not yet been able to convince me.
A Milano I wanted to test anyway. Because the fragrance pyramid promises me here, in addition to supposedly real lavender, iris and musk as components contained therein. And the little rogue in my brain thinks there immediately of the Fil Rouge, which also comes from the haute couture collection, which I have searched like crazy for a year after its discontinuation and ultimately had to spend a small fortune for it.
This collection of Armani Privé has done it to me particularly. Stupid only that always only 1,000 copies are made and the prices are damn high. But what you do not do everything for a wonderful fragrance?
I call this line the Polly Collection. Personally, I'm as much into haute couture as my chickens are into cycling, but I have my reasons for being magically drawn to this fragrance line.
These perfumes are noble, to be sure. But they are noble in a different way than one is usually used to from luxury perfumery. They don't have the classic depth or austerity often found in Roja Dove's creations, nor do they bring together scents that sometimes just don't want to fit at all for my nose, as I so often feel with Guerlain's exclusives. And best of all, there's no steamhammer synthetics or killer sillage here as, say, known from fragrance houses like Xerjoff or Kilian. No. This haute couture collection by Armani Privé combines classic elements with what I consider perfect, gentle simplicity in very quiet and delicate yet present and long-lasting perfumes. And that's what I love so often!
A Milano starts citrusy and slightly resinous, but the lavender is present from the beginning. Here he acts on me not at all herbaceous, but just fresh and very slightly tart. Like a precious soap in a luxury hotel. No herbal witchcraft or health food store associations at all, as is so often the case with lavender for me. Pressing my nose directly onto the sprayed skin area, I'm not sure for a long time if this is a scent for me. I initially perceive it as a bit masculine and wonder if this citrus lavender scent actually suits me. But whenever a breath rises directly to my little nose, I get the heart eyes par excellence.
This fragrance is, like Fil Rouge, so wonderfully simple, but yet so unspeakably noble. The more the musk component is added and the iris peeks out, the more tender and creamy it becomes. The slightly rough lavender aura remains, however, but we look for corners and edges here in vain. The scent is as soft as cotton. Like a t-shirt with chicken on it. And therefore so very me.
I hope it goes on official sale at the counters soon, because I can't get it out of my head. By Christmas at the latest, I want to call this treasure my own.
A Milano I wanted to test anyway. Because the fragrance pyramid promises me here, in addition to supposedly real lavender, iris and musk as components contained therein. And the little rogue in my brain thinks there immediately of the Fil Rouge, which also comes from the haute couture collection, which I have searched like crazy for a year after its discontinuation and ultimately had to spend a small fortune for it.
This collection of Armani Privé has done it to me particularly. Stupid only that always only 1,000 copies are made and the prices are damn high. But what you do not do everything for a wonderful fragrance?
I call this line the Polly Collection. Personally, I'm as much into haute couture as my chickens are into cycling, but I have my reasons for being magically drawn to this fragrance line.
These perfumes are noble, to be sure. But they are noble in a different way than one is usually used to from luxury perfumery. They don't have the classic depth or austerity often found in Roja Dove's creations, nor do they bring together scents that sometimes just don't want to fit at all for my nose, as I so often feel with Guerlain's exclusives. And best of all, there's no steamhammer synthetics or killer sillage here as, say, known from fragrance houses like Xerjoff or Kilian. No. This haute couture collection by Armani Privé combines classic elements with what I consider perfect, gentle simplicity in very quiet and delicate yet present and long-lasting perfumes. And that's what I love so often!
A Milano starts citrusy and slightly resinous, but the lavender is present from the beginning. Here he acts on me not at all herbaceous, but just fresh and very slightly tart. Like a precious soap in a luxury hotel. No herbal witchcraft or health food store associations at all, as is so often the case with lavender for me. Pressing my nose directly onto the sprayed skin area, I'm not sure for a long time if this is a scent for me. I initially perceive it as a bit masculine and wonder if this citrus lavender scent actually suits me. But whenever a breath rises directly to my little nose, I get the heart eyes par excellence.
This fragrance is, like Fil Rouge, so wonderfully simple, but yet so unspeakably noble. The more the musk component is added and the iris peeks out, the more tender and creamy it becomes. The slightly rough lavender aura remains, however, but we look for corners and edges here in vain. The scent is as soft as cotton. Like a t-shirt with chicken on it. And therefore so very me.
I hope it goes on official sale at the counters soon, because I can't get it out of my head. By Christmas at the latest, I want to call this treasure my own.
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