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It is love
It was a gloomy December, rain pattered incessantly against the window panes, crowds of people pushed their way through the overcrowded shopping arcades to buy their last Christmas presents. And I was one of them that day. The frustrated, wet people who had once again waited too long to do everything. Like every year.
The scent of Christmas is drowned out by the hustle and bustle and in the midst of this hustle and bustle I feel like a lonely wanderer in a sea of haste and noise.
I am handed a sample in front of a perfumery. Gisada, aha. Never heard of it before. And so, full of disinterest, a spray on my scarf and the sample far down into the crumbly depths of my handbag.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze permeated the air, enveloping me like a warm blanket. I put my handbag down, dug out the sample and sprayed another one, this time on my skin. What elegance, what spring-like, light sensuality on a day that could not have been less spring-like and sensual.
Despite the hustle and bustle around me, I felt at one with this fragrance.
I find the name, color scheme and target audience extremely unfortunate choices for this fragrance and see this as the reasons for its poor rating. In my opinion, Royal is distinctly feminine, light, spring-like floral, with a light suede coloring that gives it an incredibly exciting, grown-up edge. Hardly any oud. Cuddly, but you feel clearly perfumed.
For me, this perfume embodies everything I want from a fragrance. Absolute calm, my holy grail, my zen. Wearable in the evening, at work, at bedtime.
Royal melts into my skin as if it were made just for me. Or as if it was made for everyone who sometimes needs to lose themselves for a moment and find their way back.
My first review is of a fragrance that I am not allowed to call my own because it is simply too expensive for me. And yet I would like to claim to have tested it extensively. Because whenever I can get hold of a sample of Royal, it comes to me. And with every new sample, my longing for you grows, dear Royal, and one day a bottle of you will move in with me.
Because I am irrevocably in love.
The scent of Christmas is drowned out by the hustle and bustle and in the midst of this hustle and bustle I feel like a lonely wanderer in a sea of haste and noise.
I am handed a sample in front of a perfumery. Gisada, aha. Never heard of it before. And so, full of disinterest, a spray on my scarf and the sample far down into the crumbly depths of my handbag.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze permeated the air, enveloping me like a warm blanket. I put my handbag down, dug out the sample and sprayed another one, this time on my skin. What elegance, what spring-like, light sensuality on a day that could not have been less spring-like and sensual.
Despite the hustle and bustle around me, I felt at one with this fragrance.
I find the name, color scheme and target audience extremely unfortunate choices for this fragrance and see this as the reasons for its poor rating. In my opinion, Royal is distinctly feminine, light, spring-like floral, with a light suede coloring that gives it an incredibly exciting, grown-up edge. Hardly any oud. Cuddly, but you feel clearly perfumed.
For me, this perfume embodies everything I want from a fragrance. Absolute calm, my holy grail, my zen. Wearable in the evening, at work, at bedtime.
Royal melts into my skin as if it were made just for me. Or as if it was made for everyone who sometimes needs to lose themselves for a moment and find their way back.
My first review is of a fragrance that I am not allowed to call my own because it is simply too expensive for me. And yet I would like to claim to have tested it extensively. Because whenever I can get hold of a sample of Royal, it comes to me. And with every new sample, my longing for you grows, dear Royal, and one day a bottle of you will move in with me.
Because I am irrevocably in love.
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