Vanori Sylvaine Delacourte 2018

I was in the tenth or eleventh grade when K. joined our class. She was originally from the new federal states and spoke her mind freely. Her clothing was nothing special and certainly not expensive, and she was generally not considered beautiful. But she didn’t care. She did her own thing. Dyed her hair purple and always had a smile for everyone. I enjoyed connecting with her. The supposedly cool girls didn’t want anything to do with her, of course. But I liked her lively, completely untypical demeanor for someone from Baden-Württemberg, her numerous stories from the time before the reunification, and her immense self-confidence. Because K. didn’t care whether others accepted her or not. She didn’t want to please. “I don’t care about any of that,” she would always say. (A look at Serenissima's wonderful comment also explains well why. She not only describes the scent enchantingly but also clarifies the meaning of the name).

K. always smelled of Impulse Mille Fleurs. I’m sure this Impulse scent should be well known to some perfume lovers here who are around my age. After gym class, she would spritz it all over herself. You could always catch a whiff of her from afar when she was nearby.

Now, I don’t want to claim that Sylvaine Delacourte's Vanori smells exactly like this Impulse deodorant from the nineties. But there are parallels. And I’m sure that nearly every girl who loved this deodorant in her youth will also appreciate the very finely composed and somewhat more mature sister, Vanori. Here we have an elegant floral scent with a youthful flair, delicately underlined by vanilla notes. One should have a certain fondness for jasmine and especially frangipani. Vanori is not a wallflower. These flowers shout “here I am” and want to be noticed. Hiding is not an option with this fragrance. But it is a wonderful flatterer, despite all its opulence, thanks to the delicate vanilla. I like such scents, even if I don’t see them as my own. For me, the floral notes need to take a bit more of a backseat. However, my school friend K. had different preferences.

K. would have surely liked Vanori very much. After we lost touch after school, we met again years later. But our interests were so different by then that, unfortunately, there was no further meeting.

A heartfelt thank you to SchatzSucher, who could surely guess that this modern perfume with its wonderful nineties aura sets my thoughts spinning and sends me on a journey once again. I know that. You know me so well by now *wink*