Ozbek Rifat Ozbek 1995 Eau de Parfum

Heaven and hell I set in motion years ago to get it, this Ozbek.
Of course, I was tempted by the minaret-inspired bottle, and I expected a powerful oriental scent.
As for the intensity, I was disappointed, but not by the fragrance. It is a beautiful floriental, more alluring than overwhelming. It is not the call of the muezzin that sounds from the minaret, but a fragrance of the East - and somewhat different from what is often typical! No belly dancers with voluptuous curves, who move surprisingly gracefully and seductively even with fullness, but rather a delicately erotic, somewhat lightly veiled tenderness comes into play here. This is delivered by the flowers, where I do not recognize hyacinth, but then the hint of jasmine and a light sweet aura emerge - but no loukoum sweetness.
The special thing about this scent is a jasmine with freshness, where I would almost suspect a hint of mint, but really just a tiny trace. I have never experienced jasmine this fresh, but rather either in a dominant variant that can almost have an oily character, or as a rounding component. But here, a truly astonishing freshness. This reminds me of the designer's Turkish homeland, where one can also experience the most wonderful fragrances, in nature - and in the kitchen. I also faintly sense the peach, which does not plop in clumsily, but also plays its role discreetly.
Later, ylang-ylang smooths the base a bit. The vibrant freshness remains.
A distinctive floriental with a certain something. I imagine a young Turkish woman: stunningly beautiful, neither in a coat nor in provocative clothing, but modern, with sparkling eyes and a knowing smile on her lips. She wears this beautiful fragrance. Beautiful, erotic, and lightly distant at the same time. She inspires the fantasies of men, but she does not flirt, rather she smiles inwardly.
Certainly suitable for oriental fans in summer and for women of all ages. Unfortunately, there is only a drop left in my bottle. And the fragrance is rarely found.