Inhale in January and ah - oh yes, summer!
Herbaceous green fresh, Rose de Resht.
Fresh from the dew green, the first rose of the year, green aromas. It has, like moss roses, these green essential oils at the bloom and therefore hardly any aphids. The fingers are resinous and sticky.
After an hour, I stand next to a bouquet of roses, lushly bound with aromatic green - no peppermint. Almost spicy but light.
Now something ethereal comes around to take over, surely the iris again ;)
(The magnolias appear only days later)
Powder with pleasant sillage - the rose is now only close to the skin. And then gone
Or maybe not? On the sweater, a dream, typically MJ - well composed and yet slender
It keeps sneaking back, I stroll through the garden, a gentle breeze carries the scent to my nose. Even on the skin, the rose comes and goes.
The next day on the sweater, it is back, the rose can last forever.
