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Completely enchanted on a pastel-colored cloud of powder
Nuit Tatami by Kenzo is a fragrance that invites you to dream. Whether for daydreaming or for a night surrounded by a refined, slightly hypnotic (hypnos = sleep) and beguiling fragrance that transports you into the realm of dreams.
It opens with a mist of steamy rice straw flanked by pink pepper, which gives it that certain something and a subtle, slightly sweet and spicy sharpness.
Maybe it's raining outside...it's probably just drizzling a little and some damp air is coming in through the slightly open window. I'm lying on a padded tatami mat with cloud-white cushions and a fine, silky, veil-like blanket that comfortably envelops my skin. I wrap myself in it like a cocoon.
In my slightly hazy, half-awake, half-asleep state, I think I can detect a pale pink veil of scent all around me.
In the room in which I almost seem to be floating, there are several Japanese paper lanterns in various subtle pastel colors. One is pale blue, just like the liquid from the chic, slim, transparent hand flatterer bottle that has put me in this dreamlike state, allowing me to travel. Another lantern glows in a fine light floral purple, another like a pale pink candy floss and yet another in the pale light yellow of a vanilla cream. The colors...my beloved color nuances...I almost sink into them, like a bee that wants to drink the sweet nectar from the different colored flowers in an early summer meadow. I also collect the powdery pollen on my flight.
I don't want it to end, this cheerful, light-hearted and constantly blossoming journey of discovery...
There it shines again in "Zumthor #E1EBFF", there in "Titan White #F8F7FF", and there in "Peach Cream #FFEDE1", oh...and there in greenish "Snow Flurry #E5FFCF" and many more...There are an almost infinite number of shades. They shape my surroundings in such a way that
whenever I open my eyes again and it feels as if a little fairy-like miracle being is kissing them awake again after they have gently fallen shut, it clearly shows me the straight path to my next color-lamp-flower-powder puff. So the way is clear. Despite all the daydreaming on this blissfully cozy night, it was clear from the start.
The magical mist transforming between all the pastel shades, which I see rising from a special, long, white paper lamp in the corner of the room where I am still lying on my tatami cloud, as if from a humidifier, smells only marginally different since the beginning.
I feel safe and secure and it sustains me for quite a long time, until dusk and even into the next day, before it's time to slowly come back to myself and wake up. It's around the same time the next day when I gently land back on my rice straw mat, where everything is still soft and cozy.
My whole aura feels like it is surrounded by an ethereal, delicately scented vanilla cream with an ambrette base.
This lucid dream was beautiful. I will do it again. ;)
Top Notes 
Rice straw
Heart Notes 
Pink pepper
Base Notes 
Ambrette
Vanilla
Gavarrus
