White, like an angel in the snow
Cool, like the breath of the night
Warm, like love
is how I perceive this fragrance.
In the morning, the fresh air in the Alps...
An early walk...
In the valleys, delicate herbal lavender still spreads its scent,
Dew glistens like bitter tears on sage...
The higher I climb, the cooler the wind becomes...
It whispers around my nose,
whispers sweet words into the void...
At some point,
the last trees far below me,
past the lichens and mosses,
an edelweiss on barren rocks....
the first flakes fall
from fluffy musk clouds.
One touches my eyelashes...
I blink...
Another dances around my nose...
Soon the world around me is immersed in white,
the air clear and cold,
like the breath of the night...
And suddenly the sun shines through the clouds,
breaking in the white of the snow,
and immersing this winter landscape
in an iridescent light,
that wraps around me like a warm, soft blanket...
I discovered the brand many years ago when it was still living a wallflower existence in Europe, even though it was already trendy in some chic American boutiques. Nowadays, we hear a bit more about Krigler. Unfortunately, it’s really quite expensive.
I have a feeling... I would like it too. Just as dangerously appealing for me as Nuit Étoilée or Nord Du Nord. I really like those!
Just the scent development to higher mountain landscapes is a delight.
Very beautiful phrases.
The scent must be wonderful.