Mémoire d'une Odeur Gucci 2019

Poetry at the end of the year or Papillon

On my hand a butterfly sits.
I want to catch it,
but it flies away!

Yes, autumn is advancing and soon winter will be here again. Still it hums sporadically in the garden and now and then I even see a butterfly passing by.

A subtly tart chamomile starts immediately, is then enveloped by delicate green woods. What does a weeping tree smell like? I don't. Probably very unobtrusive. But it blends beautifully with the chamomile. Then a hint of musk comes in, softening the chamomile - almost creamy.

I'm still waiting for the dry-down. It's slowly becoming more delicate and soft. Only a light breeze of transparent little wings now. The wood only to guess and also the vanilla very hidden. I sniff further on the hand and catch a remnant of the sandalwood-vanilla finish.

And quickly he is only a nice memory.

I find it difficult to find nice green scents. But this one I like very much, although it seems so delicate and filigree. That's why it's best to spray at home to snuggle up and with a cup of tea in hand, indulge in beautiful memories of spring and summer.

I do not understand the bad rating. The sillage and the durability are very low but the fragrance is beautiful.