Cocoa, immediately, AugustA is dusted and powdered with cocoa around the nose. It starts off very full-bodied, I could almost say voluptuous. This patchouli - and there is no doubt from the second moment that it is a patchouli scent - this patchouli is soft and warm, one might lean their head against it with a pleasurable sigh, wanting to sink into it. And AugustA thinks only - oh, oh, not a gourmand, ... ha ha. Next, surely pudding and liqueur will come. But, a juicy fruity note pushes through the delicious earthy chocolate splendor. At first, my nose thinks it must be a raisin or some other dried fruit in this environment, but no, it becomes citrusy until inevitably these soft cakes with a layer of gelled oranges and chocolate coating appear before my inner eye. And again it whispers: Who still thought this was not a gourmand? Someone now places an overflowing bouquet of flowers alongside it. Roses? Jasmine? Elderflower? Are those orange blossoms that blend so well with the soft biscuit? AugustA notices a long flutter of the eyelashes and the "I-don't-like-gourmands!-forehead-wrinkle" smooths out. Such a bouquet - and now the weighting somehow shifts - there now stands a small steaming cup of hot cocoa next to a bouquet in soft light colors, the bouquet fresh and lush, the cocoa fragrant beside it. - Yes, yes, the Italians always love it lush, you say dessert, you say flowers, you say bust, hisses the anti-chocolate-scent devil on AugustA's shoulder. AugustA: Don't talk nonsense! What more cliché could you come up with now! - waves it off, and when he won't let it rest, she smacks him on the nose. From now on there is silence, for the nose is sensitive. (I won't let myself be pinned down by such a thing...)
Meanwhile, the scent begins to pleasantly steam and pulse, this full-bodiedness is a delight, one feels quite comfortable in their skin, which smells better by the minute. For this scent reaches every pore, my ladies...! (and gentlemen, of course). The span to floral freshness arises almost by itself and to my delight it does not really become sweet, thus not sticky or sugary, rather lightly powdery and dry, and all of that together fresh, but not too clean. Clearly a bit plump at the beginning, yet lively, delicious, and lovable, it is a joy.
A light hint of vanilla wafts in and I let it be. It fits and brings something cheerful. Vanilla is usually a must for the seductive lady (ahem), but always with a childlike carefree nature and naturalness that brings a smile. If not, the sweet chatter can stay away from me.
And now, after about an hour or more, another note emerges in the scent that could actually inspire me to a lively conversation with the scent, the bouquet, or the one who brought it. A slight camphor note? Another fresh-soft flower? Velvety, light-reflecting. What, there are no flowers? It was all an optical-nasal illusion? Oh---labdanum. Cistus. That's why I wanted to test the scent in the first place. How could I have forgotten that above the patch-cocoa cloud!
Labdanum is a bit floral, very resinous, spicy, radiating bright ethereality while smelling woody and dry at the same time. At least from the bush that sweats the resin. Whoever picks a twig or a few flowers from this small rose-like bush will have sticky and fragrant hands for a long time. It somehow contains light for me, perhaps it is the glaring Mediterranean sun that settles in the resin! These are the rays of light that further enhance and penetrate the balsamic-powdery sweet spiciness of the scent, lifting it away from a mere "Oh, how delicious you are" or cuddle scent. An animated conversation, sparkling eyes, and above all air and light do the whole scene visibly good.
The honey-like spiciness, which one also knows from Mazzolari's patchouli, can also be recognized in "Lei." A winter evening with freshly fragrant earth. But the perception of the brightness and unconditionality of the cistus from ELDO (Attaquer Le Soleil / Marquis de Sade) is not entirely far-fetched if one tries to imagine the scent without the cocoa powder and the gentle warmth, looking behind it with the inner nose. There is indeed a double bottom. Bold. Already. Little devil: What, this chocolate dessert...?! - AugustA: Be quiet now!! - If only one pays enough attention to it.
Vetiver slims the scent a bit, which does most classic women's fragrances good and completes the overall picture with cool clear elegance. For me, vetiver always means: clarity in thinking and feeling. It ranges from beneath the earth to the sky. The combination with patchouli and sweet or, as here, more sweet-associated notes like dry cocoa and soft but also dry vanilla needs to be skillfully done.
Summary: Plump, soft, and round. Delicate-bitter, delicious. Joyful, not without ulterior motives and with a calm self-assured depth. With HER, one can easily spend a few hours or an evening and a night. Or a whole week. Or... men and women. Best all together.
This scent makes one satisfied, but not sluggish. For that, it gets a big plus from me, as that might be its most noble, best quality.
Top Notes 
Calabrian bergamot
Lemon
Heart Notes 
Patchouli
Vanilla
Cocoa
Laudanum
Base Notes 
Sandalwood
Texas cedar
Vetiver
Theris
Mefunx
Renata
Mourant
Anarlan
Precious
DieLora
Gold
Allesdufte
Sniffsniff
