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Of rose locum, dark wood & the tales of 1001 nights
Actually, I expected something completely different when testing this fragrance - namely a dry sandalwood fragrance with a spicy note. Adult, sophisticated - just Guerlain.
Because of the name "Santal Royal" may forgive me this initial error ;)
What then blew me after the first spray from my wrist against, was now anything but dry and minimalist-sophisticated. It was opulent, dark and sweet. It let the neon-lit perfumery shelves around me sink into the hot sand of an Arabian desert...
Forgive me this little original association - but in my mental perfume library "Santal Royal" opens the thick, gold embossed and leather-bound book with the beloved fairy tales from 1001 nights. It is the genie from "Aladdin and the magic lamp" who grants wishes and can take us to faraway lands or dream worlds in the duration of the blink of an eye. For example, to the fictional desert city of Agrabah...
Here, in the narrow alleys between the outwardly defiant-looking houses, I open my eyes after a deep pleasurable shake of "Santal Royal".
It is already dawning, the heat of the day has subsided, the houses left and right still radiate something of the merciless temperatures of the previous day. Nevertheless, doors are now opening everywhere - the residents of the houses venture back into the open air to buy last ingredients for the upcoming dinner or to smoke a water pipe in the tea room around the corner.
From one of the doors steps a tall woman and beckons me closer.
She beckons me to come in, inside the house...for I am recognizable at first glance as a stranger, and in her eyes that makes me a guest who should never be left to wander into the night uninvited and without a roof over his head.
Behind the low door of dark wood opens its own little world.
The house has several floors, all with circumferential galleries open to a beautiful courtyard. It forms the heart of the house. Tiled with mosaic tiles in shades of blue and green, which increase the impression of coolness inside the house and contrast beautifully with the clay-red walls and the cascades of purple flowers climbing up them. Low daybeds made of old heavy wood with intricate carvings and comfortable cushions invite you to rest. A fountain gurgles softly in the center of the courtyard.
On a low table in front of one of the daybeds stands a large silver bowl with powdered sugar-dusted Lokum - the jelly-like sweet, which is to be bought here in many bazaars, and which is refined with rose water and with nuts. From somewhere now also the promising smell of freshly roasted mocha blows in and mixes with the fruity tobacco of a water pipe, which smolders on one of the upper galleries.
I feel incredibly comfortable and take another deep breath: The deep dark smell of eagle wood, the sweet rose scent of candy, the hint of mocha and of freshly lit peach tobacco. In addition, a diffuse scent as of warm milk with honey and cinnamon, which conveys security and seems to say, "Come to rest - you are here, for this night, at home!"
So I am almost a bit disappointed when I open my eyes again and find myself in the home perfumery. But also only "almost".
Because although it is "Santal Royal" for my nose not a sandal but rather a lush rose / oud fragrance, I am in love. This is probably due in part to the said and elusive note, which I can only compare with an impression of warm milk and gives the fragrance something incredibly cuddly, which complements perfectly with the otherwise dominant dark sensuality.
Durability and sillage of the fragrance are also fantastic.
8 hours I perceive the fragrance around me, in the first 3 hours it is also noticeable to others - so far exclusively positive.
"Santal Royal" accompanied me namely that day still home - and promises to take me still on many dream trips to Agrabah.
Because of the name "Santal Royal" may forgive me this initial error ;)
What then blew me after the first spray from my wrist against, was now anything but dry and minimalist-sophisticated. It was opulent, dark and sweet. It let the neon-lit perfumery shelves around me sink into the hot sand of an Arabian desert...
Forgive me this little original association - but in my mental perfume library "Santal Royal" opens the thick, gold embossed and leather-bound book with the beloved fairy tales from 1001 nights. It is the genie from "Aladdin and the magic lamp" who grants wishes and can take us to faraway lands or dream worlds in the duration of the blink of an eye. For example, to the fictional desert city of Agrabah...
Here, in the narrow alleys between the outwardly defiant-looking houses, I open my eyes after a deep pleasurable shake of "Santal Royal".
It is already dawning, the heat of the day has subsided, the houses left and right still radiate something of the merciless temperatures of the previous day. Nevertheless, doors are now opening everywhere - the residents of the houses venture back into the open air to buy last ingredients for the upcoming dinner or to smoke a water pipe in the tea room around the corner.
From one of the doors steps a tall woman and beckons me closer.
She beckons me to come in, inside the house...for I am recognizable at first glance as a stranger, and in her eyes that makes me a guest who should never be left to wander into the night uninvited and without a roof over his head.
Behind the low door of dark wood opens its own little world.
The house has several floors, all with circumferential galleries open to a beautiful courtyard. It forms the heart of the house. Tiled with mosaic tiles in shades of blue and green, which increase the impression of coolness inside the house and contrast beautifully with the clay-red walls and the cascades of purple flowers climbing up them. Low daybeds made of old heavy wood with intricate carvings and comfortable cushions invite you to rest. A fountain gurgles softly in the center of the courtyard.
On a low table in front of one of the daybeds stands a large silver bowl with powdered sugar-dusted Lokum - the jelly-like sweet, which is to be bought here in many bazaars, and which is refined with rose water and with nuts. From somewhere now also the promising smell of freshly roasted mocha blows in and mixes with the fruity tobacco of a water pipe, which smolders on one of the upper galleries.
I feel incredibly comfortable and take another deep breath: The deep dark smell of eagle wood, the sweet rose scent of candy, the hint of mocha and of freshly lit peach tobacco. In addition, a diffuse scent as of warm milk with honey and cinnamon, which conveys security and seems to say, "Come to rest - you are here, for this night, at home!"
So I am almost a bit disappointed when I open my eyes again and find myself in the home perfumery. But also only "almost".
Because although it is "Santal Royal" for my nose not a sandal but rather a lush rose / oud fragrance, I am in love. This is probably due in part to the said and elusive note, which I can only compare with an impression of warm milk and gives the fragrance something incredibly cuddly, which complements perfectly with the otherwise dominant dark sensuality.
Durability and sillage of the fragrance are also fantastic.
8 hours I perceive the fragrance around me, in the first 3 hours it is also noticeable to others - so far exclusively positive.
"Santal Royal" accompanied me namely that day still home - and promises to take me still on many dream trips to Agrabah.
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