The serious tuberose
When my father-in-law died, the sun was shining and on our farm the mirabelle tree was in full bloom. He was often annoyed by this tree, because in autumn it yielded tiny fruits in large quantities, which had to be collected from the ground one by one - but he always picked them up before I could. When I look at the flowering tree, I realize that I will never hear it again in the yard, although I am so familiar with that sound. He no longer sees this beautiful, flowering tree, and perhaps it is only now that I realize that I have actually lost him.
Today we will bury him and we have two hours to say goodbye. As superficial as it may sound: After showering, I thought about what scent I would wear. For me, this consideration is very important, because I know that from now on I will always remember my father-in-law when I wear the fragrance I choose today. I have thought about Panthéa because the fragrance is so clean and detached and has so much purity. Eventually, however, I chose one of my tuberose scents. I have a body cream to go with Tuberose Angelica, and only on special days do I wrap myself in this treasure. Tuberose Angelica and her little sister, the cream, are as black-robed as I am, so simple, so serious. And above all: Of all my tuberose scents - and they own, as some people know, my perfume heart - tuberose Angelica is by far the most serious fragrance.
Only he succeeds in building a bridge between the elegance of the festive tuberose and the seriousness of Angelica. The green, herbaceous freshness combines with the tuberose from the very first seconds. I don't know what else should be in the pyramid, but I perceive the two notes in perfect balance. Thus, the opulent sweetness of tuberose is drastically softened; there are emotional worlds between, say, "Love Tuberose" or "Heartless Helen" and the Jo Malone fragrance. It appears absolutely elegant without being sweet, dreamy, childish. It is an adult, serious tuberose and an elegant, fine Angelica, which are combined here, powder tones fade away very easily, cushioned by a fine-woody, reserved tone that radiates warmth. I don't think I could have chosen a more beautiful fragrance for this day, and I know that the next time I wear it, I will enjoy the memory, because the choice is right.
I did not sit long at that comment, it would have seemed impious to me. But I felt the need to write down my thoughts on this fragrance that will accompany me today.
My father-in-law, who was always a father-substitute for me during my marriage because my father died a long time ago, often spoiled me very much. He liked it when his wife or I, the wife of his only child, were fine. He would have loved that scent. My husband gave it to me for Christmas with cream. That would have pleased him especially