As a confessed vanilla fan, I was very happy to test the vanilla collection as part of a letter campaign (many thanks to VentoAureo!). With "Valkyrie," I initially thought of something heavy and very feminine, after all, the Valkyries are the Nordic shield-maidens. But the fragrance surprised me in another way: While I usually know vanilla scents to be warm, cozy, slightly powdery, or gourmand-baking powder-like, this one hits me with a full blast of citrus upon application, mixed with a small hint of vanilla! Here, "Valkyrie" is a wonderful and unusual scent, perfect for summer. The lime and mint remind me of a summer cocktail party with an elegant white dress code: The air is already slightly cooled, beautiful people stand around a swimming pool with mojitos in hand. In the background, Bossa Nova plays. The sillage is relatively strong here.
This beautiful, summery image, which does not fit at all with my general idea of a vanilla scent, stays with me here in the cold December for about 1 1/2 hours. The fragrance weakens, becoming only perceptible close to the skin. Enter galbanum: The scent loses its mojito flair and becomes greener, perhaps a bit musty as well. I no longer smell vanilla; the scent here is almost a bit piercing and somewhat smoky. Like the smell after the cocktail party: The limes are squeezed dry, the rum is gone, a little of the smoke from the cigars and the extinguished garden lanterns lingers over the lawn. The night carries the scent of the nearby pine forest. Everything is quiet.
The scent remains like this for quite a while, oscillating between woody-musty-smoky and limey (those are the leftover mojito limes losing their remaining juice).
At some point, something like a very washed-out, sweet-herbaceous kind of vanilla crawls out of the morning mist. It seems a bit sleepy, still quiet, rubbing its eyes, the head still buzzing from the cocktails. She is the daughter of the house's owner, looking through the open living room door at the garden that still needs to be tidied up. For breakfast, she eats a vanilla pudding (a very slight pudding note actually emerges here). It still smells a bit like liquor in the apartment; they have plundered father's good Scottish whiskey. She stretches once more, then applies a luxurious, woody cream and lies back down.
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A beautiful scent by Sylvaine Delacourte, my favorite from the collection after testing Vahina and Vanori. If only the beautiful top note lasted a bit longer and the mustiness in the heart note wasn't there, it would be a candidate for purchase. Longevity and sillage are in the middle range, but after the lovely top note, the scent quickly becomes close to the skin.