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Chocolate powder for the soul
Has anyone here ever tried to start a petition? Or a petition to get the production of a fragrance resumed ?
Because if ever any perfume deserved it, this one did: Iris Ganache. There are simply scents that mankind should not be deprived of. Because that would be cruel Like banning chocolate when you're heartbroken. Like abolishing cuddly socks when it's dirty weather outside and you're homesick for the snow in the mountains. It's like not giving help; it's almost unethical and can't be justified by anything, and certainly not by sales difficulties, even if I don't believe that there have been any.
The very dear Nizza, to whom I owe the fragrance, put it in a nutshell: this perfume simply does good.
It's like a girlfriend who, after looking at your face, wordlessly puts a cup of hot tea on your table. Like the elderly gentleman who, on the crossing to Venice, puts his jacket over my shoulders, smiling, because he has noticed the goose hay on my upper arms, and the fabric smells sweet and tart. It is like when my mother cooked chocolate pudding for me because I felt sick and miserable.
So this is what Iris Ganache is: chocolate pudding for the soul.
The name alone sounds to me like a wonderful promise of a union of opposites, of the fact that both can be possible: To be cool and brittle and yet tender and soft.
The iris naturally plays the leading role in this fragrance. I do not perceive it as scratchy and dusty, nor as cold and glamorous as I often find it. Here she is a harsh friend, brittle, yes, and cool too. But by no means aloof. Her powdery scent remains from the beginning to the end, just like good friends should, and becomes softer, a little sweeter, maybe she puts on a touch of lipstick Interestingly, it is only sometimes, when I wear the fragrance, that I notice bergamot at the beginning. It looks fresh and a bit angular, but for me the white chocolate note is also very present from the beginning and wraps - like a real ganache - everything in a tenderly scented well-being. For me, the scent has only a hint of cinnamon; I think it is this, together with the white chocolate, that gives the fragrance this delicately melting character. Later a light almond note is added; perhaps it is also the vanilla that I perceive so. Amber and musk are probably the ones that give substance to the perfume and ground it. The soft vanilla and the powdery iris stay until the end, anyway.
Unlike other fragrances, the rather moderate projection of the scent does not bother me this time. I perceive it as a private one, as a gift for me and for people who are allowed to come close to me. A gift, by the way, that men can make to themselves just as well as women, at least from my point of view: gentleness has no gender.
My dears, if you can still get that scent, test it. It's definitely worth it.
Because if ever any perfume deserved it, this one did: Iris Ganache. There are simply scents that mankind should not be deprived of. Because that would be cruel Like banning chocolate when you're heartbroken. Like abolishing cuddly socks when it's dirty weather outside and you're homesick for the snow in the mountains. It's like not giving help; it's almost unethical and can't be justified by anything, and certainly not by sales difficulties, even if I don't believe that there have been any.
The very dear Nizza, to whom I owe the fragrance, put it in a nutshell: this perfume simply does good.
It's like a girlfriend who, after looking at your face, wordlessly puts a cup of hot tea on your table. Like the elderly gentleman who, on the crossing to Venice, puts his jacket over my shoulders, smiling, because he has noticed the goose hay on my upper arms, and the fabric smells sweet and tart. It is like when my mother cooked chocolate pudding for me because I felt sick and miserable.
So this is what Iris Ganache is: chocolate pudding for the soul.
The name alone sounds to me like a wonderful promise of a union of opposites, of the fact that both can be possible: To be cool and brittle and yet tender and soft.
The iris naturally plays the leading role in this fragrance. I do not perceive it as scratchy and dusty, nor as cold and glamorous as I often find it. Here she is a harsh friend, brittle, yes, and cool too. But by no means aloof. Her powdery scent remains from the beginning to the end, just like good friends should, and becomes softer, a little sweeter, maybe she puts on a touch of lipstick Interestingly, it is only sometimes, when I wear the fragrance, that I notice bergamot at the beginning. It looks fresh and a bit angular, but for me the white chocolate note is also very present from the beginning and wraps - like a real ganache - everything in a tenderly scented well-being. For me, the scent has only a hint of cinnamon; I think it is this, together with the white chocolate, that gives the fragrance this delicately melting character. Later a light almond note is added; perhaps it is also the vanilla that I perceive so. Amber and musk are probably the ones that give substance to the perfume and ground it. The soft vanilla and the powdery iris stay until the end, anyway.
Unlike other fragrances, the rather moderate projection of the scent does not bother me this time. I perceive it as a private one, as a gift for me and for people who are allowed to come close to me. A gift, by the way, that men can make to themselves just as well as women, at least from my point of view: gentleness has no gender.
My dears, if you can still get that scent, test it. It's definitely worth it.
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