02/14/2021
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The cry of the gulls
It was dusk and the air was cool and damp as she made her way, heavy with thought, to the coast. Yellowed were her thoughts. As yellowed and hazy as the light of the dawn which broke in the dark clouds. Gently the cool hazy mist from the sea curled like ghostly spun aldehydes around her bare feet as she crossed the dunes. The mist came and with it the thoughts that never rested. The sea was as still as her deepest self as she walked along the beach and the salt water washed away her tracks behind her in the damp sand, as did as many memories. She found a small piece of ambergris. Washed up from the deepest depths of the seas. Gently she picked it up and sat down in one of the herbaceous dunes. There was a scent of wild herbs around her from tarragon,marjoram,pungent sage and spicy bitter oregano. All mixed gently with the seaweedy scent of the little bit of ambergris what she rubbed in her hands and the dried seaweed at her feet.
She looked out over the sea above which the filigree mist hovered like ghostly memories of bitter-harsh galbanum. Thoughts came and bloomed like a sombre bouquet of flowers of tart carnations and honeyed acacias,before withering and dying. Melancholy the wind whispered in her ears and played minty softly around her graying hair. She rose from the cool sand of the dunes and walked through the filigree mist until the gentle waves of the ocean caressed her feet. She looked up at the sky,which was the color of faded lavender. Almost black-purple and gray-blue were the clouds. She took a deep breath of the spicy and amber air that came from the ocean, as if it was one last time. And while she still looked across the cool sea to the horizon, she could hear it. The cry of the gulls. And she remembered painfully how she once cried,....as the sea once took him from her so young!
Brumes
Brumes by Paul Vacher is probably one of the most remarkable perfumes created for Le Galion in 1938. If not the most innovative perfume by Le Galion in its era. Brumes interprets a walk along the southern French coast in a soft, hazy mist. Brumes is probably the first perfume to try to capture the atmosphere of the sea with seaweed, kelp and real ambergris. Herbaceous and spicy notes from various herbs and spices permeate it. Interspersed with floral nuances of green-herbaceous carnations,lilacs and delicately unsweet honeyed magnolias and heliotrope. Watered down accords of overripe and wilting lavender wash around it with tart aquatic notes of real,smoky fossil ambergris like a delicate mist over the sea. Brumes is melancholy-dreamy and profound-serious like a L'Heure Bleue. And at the same time spicy and delicately wild like a Jicky. All infused with the sound of the sea. Without a doubt, Brumes has set a milestone in the long journey of aquatic-spicy fragrances. Le Galion had only recently revived Brumes in a revised version. Only this one is in no way even halfway close to the original. That depth and melancholy is impossible to recreate! Normally I have an aversion to spicy aquatics. But not here. Indeed, in Brumes you could really hear the ocean roaring and the seagulls crying!
I love the fog because it makes the world so small that I can understand it.
-Deep meaning-
She looked out over the sea above which the filigree mist hovered like ghostly memories of bitter-harsh galbanum. Thoughts came and bloomed like a sombre bouquet of flowers of tart carnations and honeyed acacias,before withering and dying. Melancholy the wind whispered in her ears and played minty softly around her graying hair. She rose from the cool sand of the dunes and walked through the filigree mist until the gentle waves of the ocean caressed her feet. She looked up at the sky,which was the color of faded lavender. Almost black-purple and gray-blue were the clouds. She took a deep breath of the spicy and amber air that came from the ocean, as if it was one last time. And while she still looked across the cool sea to the horizon, she could hear it. The cry of the gulls. And she remembered painfully how she once cried,....as the sea once took him from her so young!
Brumes
Brumes by Paul Vacher is probably one of the most remarkable perfumes created for Le Galion in 1938. If not the most innovative perfume by Le Galion in its era. Brumes interprets a walk along the southern French coast in a soft, hazy mist. Brumes is probably the first perfume to try to capture the atmosphere of the sea with seaweed, kelp and real ambergris. Herbaceous and spicy notes from various herbs and spices permeate it. Interspersed with floral nuances of green-herbaceous carnations,lilacs and delicately unsweet honeyed magnolias and heliotrope. Watered down accords of overripe and wilting lavender wash around it with tart aquatic notes of real,smoky fossil ambergris like a delicate mist over the sea. Brumes is melancholy-dreamy and profound-serious like a L'Heure Bleue. And at the same time spicy and delicately wild like a Jicky. All infused with the sound of the sea. Without a doubt, Brumes has set a milestone in the long journey of aquatic-spicy fragrances. Le Galion had only recently revived Brumes in a revised version. Only this one is in no way even halfway close to the original. That depth and melancholy is impossible to recreate! Normally I have an aversion to spicy aquatics. But not here. Indeed, in Brumes you could really hear the ocean roaring and the seagulls crying!
I love the fog because it makes the world so small that I can understand it.
-Deep meaning-
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