06/03/2025

ClaireV
731 Reviews

ClaireV
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Metallic saffron milk
Similar to Etro Etra, Poivre Piquant (L'Artisan Parfumeur) and the great but long discontinued Le Feu d'Issey, Gold Heart is a shimmering cup of Golden Milk (turmeric milk), glinting with strange metals, savory pepper, and a rubbery saffron, built over a base of what smells to me like the sour, yoghurty twang of Australian sandalwood.
I bought a bottle direct from the (Australian) brand in the days before custom import charges were levied on anything coming in from outside the EU, so it wasn't a bad deal. However, the sour and creamy lactonic began to bother me after a while, as did the hot, faintly plasticky edge that appears in perfumery whenever you rub pepper up against a glass of milk, and I thought, well, for the price, I could just get Poivre Piquant, which those days was selling for 50 euros in TK Maxx, if the craving for that very specific peppery-saffron-rubber-milk smell ever came upon me. So, I sold my bottle. And guess what, Poivre Piquant disappeared from the shelves of TK Maxx and now whenever the craving for a strange, rubbery saffron milk thing comes upon me, I think longingly of my Gold Heart and I am filled with regret. But don't worry about me. I'll survive.
I bought a bottle direct from the (Australian) brand in the days before custom import charges were levied on anything coming in from outside the EU, so it wasn't a bad deal. However, the sour and creamy lactonic began to bother me after a while, as did the hot, faintly plasticky edge that appears in perfumery whenever you rub pepper up against a glass of milk, and I thought, well, for the price, I could just get Poivre Piquant, which those days was selling for 50 euros in TK Maxx, if the craving for that very specific peppery-saffron-rubber-milk smell ever came upon me. So, I sold my bottle. And guess what, Poivre Piquant disappeared from the shelves of TK Maxx and now whenever the craving for a strange, rubbery saffron milk thing comes upon me, I think longingly of my Gold Heart and I am filled with regret. But don't worry about me. I'll survive.