... as Scheherazade tried to get to the bottom of this fragrance "... that remains my secret!"
It starts with the brand name and the bottle, which resembles a long flowing evening gown and is crystal clear throughout, designed by perfumer Jean-Louis Vermeil, while the one by Saudi Arabian fashion designer Adnan Akbar is milky and cloudy. The contents are said to be identical.
The first glance at the pyramid suggests a sweet raspberry-vanilla-tonka pudding, but the first whiff clearly reveals that there is much more in this fragrance that gives it a fairy-tale charm. I would let myself be quartered, tarred, and feathered if galbanum does not play a crucial role here. Warm, balsamic, peppery-spicy galbanum that prevents the sweet fruits and flowers and vanilla from drifting into candy-like territory.
There are perfumes that I smell briefly and that's it, and there are perfumes that I inhale deeply, that I draw down into my belly - 1001 Nights invites inhalation.
I tested the scent on my skin, on my sweater, in my hair, and in the lambskin collar - it never became cloyingly direct or squeaky sweet, never intrusive but always full of warm, spicy-balsamic floral enigmas.
After about 12 hours, when the galbanum runs out of steam, amber, vanilla, and musk hold their ground unobtrusively but still wide awake.
A fragrance from the "old" school, where perfume was still perfume and not just fragrance water.
P.S.: Thanks to the charming inquiries from two dear perfume enthusiasts regarding the clove: both are present, both the clove flower and the spice clove. Gotcha.
Better leave the splitting and tarrying aside; the little dove needs its feathers too. Just keep bringing us those wonderful scents and tell us what you smell, no matter what the pyramid tries to make us believe!