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Tea, tea, you alone, shall be the scent of my heart!
Yes, I know, an extremely disrespectful headline for this delicate, enchanting, unique fragrance! On the way to Venice (where I became a victim of "The Merchant of Venice") we unfortunately had a very short stay at Munich Airport - if you ask my scent nose or thank God - if you look at the account balance. On the way to the next gate, the path led practically directly through the Hermès shop. With a cheerful "lasts only a minute" I took a short turn and - oh miracle - my two sons followed me. This can only be attributed to my surprise attack that there was no resistance. And - even greater wonder - the two of them were spontaneously thrilled by two fragrances: Osmanthe Yunnan and Rose Ikebana. Rose Ikebana has been on my "absolutely at the next opportunity" testing list since I read Leimbacher's commentary triggering all my low "that's what I want to smell - and immediately" instincts. And what shall I say: Every word he wrote is true, as true as my name is Fragrance.
I also love "Eau de Pamplemousse Rose" and "Rhubarbe Écarlate" despite or exactly because of their tender volatility and restraint. But compared to "Rose Ikebana" they are like comparing two small trolls with an ethereal elf. "Rose Ikebana" is an idealized rose scent, a strictly minimalistic tea breeze and an abstract citrus note woven into a beautiful overall perfume work of art. The name fits perfectly. "Ikebana", the meditative art of bringing a few flowers together with selected materials into a perfectly balanced balance - this is "Rose Ikebana" in perfume form.
I must confess: In an acute attack of olfactory insanity, I probably would have taken "Rose Ikebana" and "Osmanthe Yunnan" in the normal size with me. Fortunately for our family travel budget, however, my husband was at my side, who had the four times 15 ml pack filled with two pieces each of "Rose" and "Osmanthe" in Solomon-like fashion. And the nice lady who had advised me and who had eaten a fool out of my two boys and my husband, who stood by me as perfume consultants, also provided me with some other scent samples of the Hermessence series, which, how could it be otherwise, let my rapture skyrocket to undreamt-of heights. I swear: NEVER has a visitor smelled better on Venice's Touri-Paths....
PS: It's a good thing that my husband kept me to reason: Because we successfully converted the virtual "savings" into "Merchant of Venice" scented addictive substances before the return flight from Venice!