Last year, after nearly five hours of a fragrance marathon with other perfumes at Wuchsa and in the Kurfürstenparfümerie Mannheim, my overwhelmed nose kindly lingered on "Vol d'Hirondelle" as one of the last scent samples. A week later, it was mine, and since then I've been trying to put the fragrance into words.
Today, at 35 degrees, I wear it again, and immediately I am surrounded by the feeling of a light breeze, and I no longer feel sweaty, but rather a bit "ladylike." The "Swallow Flight" (as its translation goes) is not a fragrance for the cold season, but just right for hot days.
I feel transported to an Italian villa in midsummer, I open a room door, and I am enveloped in coolness. Floor-length silk, ice-blue curtains that deny heat and mostly light access billow in a cooling draft, dark old fragrant rosewood furniture exuding its own scent, a vase with rose buds on a table, a bed with snow-white linens, infused with a hint of citrus fruits inviting for a siesta. A breeze of mint wafts in from the garden, and I feel arrived, safe, and refreshed.
This is how my scent perception is with this fragrance. It is fresh yet not a clean scent, it is woody yet feminine, it is citrusy without being fruity, it is close to the body yet its aura surrounds me for hours.
It cools me without being icy and transforms the hot-blooded fairy Morgaina into almost a cool lady.
I'm really taken by the floor-length silk, ice-blue curtains now. Beautiful comment that creates a lovely summer vibe. Sounds like an exciting fragrance.
So far, no fragrance has managed to turn the little dove into a lady, and I doubt this one will either. But what you write about the Italian villa *dream*...
although it sounds really nice!!