Calyx Prescriptives 1986 Exhilarating Fragrance

Yesterday I was in the mood for my Vintage Youth Dew. The right fragrance for a cold, stormy and rainy November day.
So I rummaged around a bit in the Estee Lauder and Clinique corner of my little perfumery. I found Calyx in the furthest corner, slightly dusty I must confess. I didn't even remember ...

I wore Calyx when I was still very young, unmarried and childless.
I got rid of my student white linen. A new era had dawned.
The first job, the first money I earned myself, a small apartment in the city center, the world was open to me.

Even back then, I loved hanging out in perfumeries and Calyx was a perfect fit for me. I liked to give the Samsara samples that I got back then to my colleagues at work. I couldn't do anything with them back then.

One morning, a young colleague who was on a tour of duty with us - a real "ungustl" - came into my office. "Miss Inger, your perfume is terrible. That scent is simply awful!"

That was the first and only negative comment I've ever made about a fragrance. I won't mention the back-and-forth sniffing or eye-rolling from my family during various fragrance samples.

However, I have not let Calyx spoil it for me!
The fragrance starts off slightly fruity on me, but it's mainly green - a bright, fresh, invigorating green. I can sense the melon, and I can clearly smell the bergamot and mint. In my mind's eye, a garden appears in early summer, dewy, the grass short but lush green.
Fragrances with cyclamen always seem bright, fresh and clear to me, with a delicate bitter note. I can also recognize that well here.

Calyx is quite idiosyncratic, a bit different. Calyx is not sweet or cuddly. Perhaps it even seems a little distant.
In my opinion, the bottle suits the fragrance very well - clear, simple, unconventional.

The durability is average, the sillage rather close to the body.

Calyx was also a good fit for today's sunny, stormy and cold November day.