Miro Femme Miro 1997

Today I discovered a pretty little box in a carton that had been hiding during the move.
Miro Femme.

It has survived several moves unscathed, and I remember that it was a lovely gift from my mom years ago.

No wonder, as she is a fan of the painter of the same name, and many of his beautiful works adorn her walls.
Of course, art prints.
One of them she dedicated to me, and I now enjoy the successful combination of shapes and colors.
Moreover, the artworks have a certain lightness, and I would say, a certain cheerfulness.

They certainly smile at me.

And so does the fragrance.
It is multifaceted, colorful, friendly, and yet expressive.
It has style without any stiffness or affectation.
It smiles back at me.

Smoothly, pineapple, bergamot, and melon blend into one another.
Rosewood and ylang-ylang elevate the fragrance experience in the most pleasant way.
Jasmine radiates like the sun, and the lily of the valley is enchantingly sweet.
Rose and violet remind me of well-tended gardens that smell mild in summer.
Iris adds a beautiful, darker component, and the vetiver is subtly sweet.

An impressive fullness of fragrance surrounds me, which is wonderfully balanced.

There is not a hint too much here - every brushstroke is precise - just like in Miro's paintings.

A fragrance where everything fits together, and which could casually play in a high price league.

How lovely that my mom was guided only by her nose and her preference for her favorite artist.