Poême Lancôme 1995 Eau de Parfum

Summer, Sun, Juicy Fruit.
The best mood Vibes sit like a halo.
Resting Bitch Face? No problem today people on the street actually smile at you. Because you seem to be smiling right now. Well, that.
The first grape hyacinths in Grandma's garden, so beguiling and unforgettable. Memories of L'Air du Temps, the favourite perfume of the equally unforgettable mother. Smell of Freedom waves from a summer long gone. Sun also stands there and drips the juice from the melted Kallipo onto the flip-flops. But they're all good memories. When summer and sun accompanied a seemingly endless time full of heart palpitations, the scent of sun cream, summer dresses, ice cream and pleasantly self-forgotten bliss.
No trace of stress, circulatory problems due to the heat and eternal hours in the ice-cold office.
No. Now it's light and sweetness and warmth. And at full volume, it plays the whole orchestra. Here you can watch the magnolia blossoms in beautiful weather not get a pop 08/15 soundtrack from the commercials but the finest epic film music you can imagine to the blue sky and the warmth on your skin.
Poême does this without getting kitschy but with a certain stringency.
Sunglasses on and grin!