Idôle Lancôme 2019

Let's go back to 2019, when fresh, "shallow and especially rose scents were a horror. Like wetting the devil with holy water, putting garlic on a vampire's face (not Twilight vampires), exposing myself to Wacken Festival for 3 days, I could go on like this forever. It was just loud, heavy, sweet, room-filling, dosage? Pah! I'm not interested! How Idole got under my nose is a real mystery to me, but I tested it despite everything. Well, I didn't expect much and I didn't get much. At the time, I only smelled rose and that was it. An intrusive, annoying rose. The test ended with a headache and the usual attempt to get the unpleasant scent off my wrist, but as we know, fragrances like this stick to you like Pattex...
Then came Corona and everything changed. Something inside me really wanted to like the scent. Was it the advertising? Zendaya is already in my top ten of female actresses. Or was it the song? Was it the combination of everything? In any case, I didn't give up and whenever the opportunity arose, I bravely tested and tried to like the fragrance. It was the same every time, a terrible disappointment, because really EVERY DAMN TIME that stupid rose had to push itself to the fore and drown everything out. At some point I gave up. During my pregnancy and the first time after giving birth, I gave up on perfume altogether anyway.

Now, three years later, everything is different. The riot gear boxes (I mean my loud, heavy fragrances) have moved out and made room for something new. Almost my entire collection has been replaced and now guess who has moved in with two sisters...
It happened like this: My colleague is standing at the water dispenser in the morning and just smells incredibly good. My brain goes through all the scents, but doesn't give me any results, so I ask her what smells so great on her. It smells like sleeping well in the morning, wobbling into the bathroom whistling/humming, taking an uplifting shower and getting ready for the day singing along to your favorite song with rays of sunshine on your face. You go to the closet and pick out your favorite feel-good outfit for "outside" (work, shopping, etc.). It smells freshly washed, with traces of rosy fabric softener. The scent hardly changes for hours, only towards the end does someone light a vanilla-scented candle.
When she tells me that she wears idols, I am completely perplexed. I ask if it's some kind of flanker. No, it's the "stinkin' normal" one. Whew, that has to sink in. I looked for the sample at home and suddenly it was there again, the magic that I had experienced at the water dispenser in the morning. It was the first sample I had ever emptied.

Long story short, 30 ml were absorbed and became my daily companion. Now I have 100 ml including body lotion and the sisters Intense and Nectar and I ask myself, is it the "age"? Is it the hormones? I don't really care, I'm so happy to have found my signature.