Viole Nere by Meo Fusciuni

Viole Nere 2023

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02/22/2025 - 07:49 AM
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Scent

A journey through time

Despite being a floral, it is a unisex fragrance that begins with a creamy lily that quickly becomes associated with the texture of violet petals. There is a dark rose adding thickness to the composition. Blackcurrant contributes a fresh facet, while Patchouli adds an earthy vibe. All of this contrasts with the woods, oakmoss and vanilla/musk that act as a supporting base. A chiaroscuro of flowers against a background of sweet woods. I didn't detect the cognac note.

Floral, Powdery/Earthy, Creamy, Woody.
It has moderate projection and lasts until the next morning close to the skin.

I don’t consider it a “dark” fragrance. IMHO it is intimate, subtle, elegant, romantic, soft and somewhat melancholic, modern and vintage.

We imagine a nobleman who, through an unknown miracle, travels through time.
In a palace in the mid-19th century, he is alone on a balcony overlooking a flower garden. He wears a purple Victorian outfit scented with the nostalgia emanating from the flowers in the garden. He looks at the full moon on a windless night and dreams of a woman he doesn't yet know, but can guess. He closes his eyes as if expecting something prodigious. In the universe, something somewhat mysterious happens because when he opens his eyes again he is still in Paris, but now in the 21st century on a terrace overlooking a city shining in a twilight sky where a metal tower stands out in the distance. He was in the middle of a party and was wearing a dark purple tuxedo.
There were people talking in groups and music in the air. In a corner sheltered by a small garden sat, alone, the woman he had always dreamed of. They looked at each other as if they had known each other forever and in silence they embraced each other - definitively - dancing to the sound of "Where or When" sung by Carly Simon, enveloped in the perfume that continued to emanate from him.
Some people mentioned that small dark blue butterflies were flying over the pair. But perhaps they were petals from a 19th century garden.

Some things happen for the first time
Seems to be happening again
And so it seems we have met before
And laughed before and loved before
But who knows where or when?
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