Mitsouko Guerlain Eau de Parfum

Mitsouko has been with me for almost a decade. Sprayed in a perfumery, because even just sniffing the bottle was so wonderful. I spent a theater evening with the scent on my wrist - fine scent clouds again and again - fruity-woody-melancholic-profound and yet full of warmth. To my nose, not old-fashioned at all. Since that evening, Mitsouko has accompanied me. Around the clock, with one spray lasting a good 10 hours. It brought me the most beautiful fragrance compliments. It was one of the few scents I could wear during my pregnancy. One spritz under my sweater is enough. Mitsouko works its way through clothing. In summer, I wore the Eau de Toilette, on cooler and cold days the Eau de Parfum. Then I came across Parfumo. Since then, I have fallen in love countless times with all kinds of scents. They came and went. Only a few stayed. And even fewer made it into my private category of "heart scents." Over the last few years, all my bottles changed. Except for one. Mitsouko remained. I hadn't worn it in a long time. But giving it away, no, it was always completely clear that it would be wrong. I gave away other scents and thought, if I ever crave it again, it will be repurchased - that certainly applies to a handful of fragrances in my collection. With Mitsouko, that question never arose. When I passed by the Guerlain counter in my city and went on a scent journey with new fragrances, Mitsouko would often come up in conversation. Then the consultant would calmly say, as if it were the most normal thing in the world (she has surely been working for Guerlain for over 20 years), “once Mitsouko, always Mitsouko. Whoever loves it once will never stop liking it." And she tells me this, a Parfuma!

Recently, during this very special time, I came across my bottle of Mitsouko again. One spray on my wrist and since then I can't seem to part with it despite the spring sun. In the meantime, it has, if I followed correctly, undergone 1-2 reformulations. And my perfume heart was very curious about the new version. Today it arrived. Excited, I unpacked it. A white instead of gold box. The bottle unchanged. And the scent. Clearly Mitsouko. In the opening, a bit harsher, more masculine than my other bottle's contents. A bit more transparent, less dense, less fruity. After 2-3 hours, I can hardly tell the difference and it lasts just as long. This version also works its way through clothing and radiates its melancholic warmth. How glad I am that this wonderful scent exists. And if I had money, a lot of money, I would love to have one of those beautiful, albeit hopelessly impractical bee bottles. Or a large bottle of the Extraits. As the Guerlain consultant beautifully said, “whoever loves Mitsouko once will always love it.”