Parure Guerlain 1975 Parfum

the golden Amethyst

Parure..

20 years, that's how long it's been, stumbling like dazed next to him, the only one along the cloth-covered stalls, I don't notice the Christmas displays.
Parure or Jardins de Bagatelle, at that time it really didn't matter to me what he wanted to use to make the end more bearable. These actions were so forced that I graciously declined and kept a wide berth from this wonderful scent until the day before yesterday.
Although I thoroughly enjoyed the discussion with the lady at Hubers about the essence of the Parure wearer, she did pull me out of my trance for a few minutes. 10 years is a long time.
I learned about Guerlain from the mother of the *only one.
She shared with me the inclination towards beauty, towards fragrances, these were her love and livelihood, and I felt in her treasure chamber
like in paradise. I shared the love for painting with the only one.
I also left that behind.

I was already fascinated back then by the soothing, calming effect that Parure carries within.
Violet-golden, a touch of citrine like a heart, encased in an amethyst...
and I found the scent significantly lighter to wear than a JdB.
Shalimar was much too dear to me at that time, Jicky too contrived.

Just before this year's New Year, I got Parure back.
I didn't wait long and just sprayed it on, like before, I knew what was coming.

A bittersweet, slightly morbid, a dark-dusty yet shimmering bright-golden, almost salty tasting
green-tinged (sage) citrus opening, reminiscent of Rose Nahema, floating
in a hint of unsweetened peach compote, and let no one say no, there's no peach, that would be Mitsouko;) I smell balsamic peach water, that's how it is.
Mitsouko is much more cumbersome and remains bitter, Nahema (vintage) has the ashy quality that I also love about Parure. Lilac, yes you can smell lilac and green, a lot of soft moss underfoot, with a lot of imagination lily of the valley and just
dark rose in peach water, this wonderful mixture is captured, rising in a vessel full of the finest plum wine, rum-like stuff;) in this phase of the fragrance, after about an hour, Parure presents itself to me very gourmand. It's really incredibly hard to discern transitions in this scent, which plays with such opposing stimuli.
Oakmoss is already clearly present in the top note, as is the sage, which, I believe, accounts for the salty note (I've licked my wrist more than once to taste it;) and which one might easily confuse with the patchouli, the Peru balsam in the base
is already noticeable after a few minutes.
The only thing that strikes me is such a sudden drop :D the scent flows for a long time
only to arrive abruptly, so it seems to me. The flow then transitions into a spreading. Spices, like cardamom and cinnamon, are clearly present, and I must reassure anyone who is afraid of leather
that it is so gentle, so smooth, so soft, like the skin of a snake, and deeply embedded in the base.
What fascinates me about Parure is this crystal-clear, very cool, ever-green shimmering yet ashy-resinous-leathery base, which remains creamy, minzy, and fruity at the same time.
Simply addictive for me, as it not only features one of my favorite resins, Peru balsam,
but also has a very prominent plum.;)

The colors purple and gold, juicy green forest, fruity-oriental, change,
arriving, feeling secure, strength, self-understanding... straight into life, it lives by itself :D
Despite the play between bitter and sweet, Parure fades very smoothly
and in the end is a gentle, soulful, very unexcited scent.
Parure stands for class, it's not a diva, no, you can go chopping wood
dressed only in Parure, in rubber boots
and a man's shirt ;)
Parure is clearly a scent for both genders :)
I find the longevity fine, but not outstanding, after 4 hours I would want to reapply :)
the base does hold for a while, but...

Hasu-no-Hana stands for me on a level with Parure, although it lives more like a diva, presents itself more suffering,
shimmers differently, more elegantly, and who knows what wants to be more beautiful...
Parure comes across to me with its 70s charm simply much younger, more combative; D
but those are insiders among Chypre lovers :D:D

I have (thanks so much to our Sue) received a 30ml tower
vintage 1995, before the last reformulation, before the bee :))
and I am very happy.

Somehow, in a special way, the things you love always find their way back to you
even if it's through inhaling a fragrance, a memory that suddenly no longer tastes bitter.

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