Au Coeur du Désert Tauer Perfumes 2016

I always experience a romantic longing for the Orient, the desert, the landscape and the cities, oriental spices and arts and crafts.
This fascination and longing I seem to have in common with many sensitive people from the Western cultural circle - including many artists - who banish their passion in pictures, stories and art or even fragrances and then further romanticize me.
That I therefore № 02 - L'Air du Désert Marocain and Au Coeur du Désert attracted like a moth the light is almost self-evident or? I like both very much - Au Coeur du Désert is thereby for me still something deeper, fuller, like the completion of an already before grandiose masterpiece.

How does Au Coeur du Désert smell? That's not even so easy to describe, because the perfume is wonderfully interwoven. For me, it smells wonderfully warm, dry, balsamic soothing, slightly sweet, of oriental spices without that I could make out one, promising and with a wonderful depth.
I could draw you a picture: imagine you were traveling all day on the edge of the Sahara, the last piece into the desert you have undertaken in the evening on the backs of camels. Finally you are there, in a small tent city between the dunes. Around you there is a hustle and bustle, preparations are being made for a fire, others are preparing a delicious spice-laden dinner, while still others are rolling out their prayer rugs and burning balsamic resins in a small vessel. Only you have just nothing to do and so you decide to go away from the hustle and bustle and into the dunes.
The sun burns meanwhile no longer so mercilessly as still hours before and dips now the dunes around you into a wonderful amber sea while the sky supplies a beautiful blue contrast and runs out toward horizon into something lavender-colored. You take off your shoes - the sand is still quite warm and feels wonderfully warm and smooth as you let it trickle between your hands. You breathe deeply the still warm desert air and enjoy the peace and the depth of the landscape.

*Cut* of course smells so not real the air in the desert - believe me I've been there - Au Coeur du Désert is rather just one of those transfigured longing art objects that move people like me so deeply. The longing has remained with me whether I come in this life again in the Orient I do not know, because I no longer fly. Anyway, being there was for me a mixture of fascination and reality shock. Many - especially people from Japan it should go so, if they come full of romantic fantasies to Paris and then are confronted with reality (for this there is even a name - it is called the Paris Syndrome).
Maybe that's why I prefer to snuggle up on my sofa between my Berber pillows and read, say, "Voices of Marrakech" by Elias Canetti, "Baptism of Solitude" by Paul Bowles, "High Time of Solitude" by Albert Campus or, say, "The Little Prince" by Antone de Saint-Exupéry, wearing Au Coeur du Désert and dreaming of the desert and the Orient.

Another comparison I would like to make for Au Coeur du Désert is the Spice from the desert world Arrakis from Dune. I devoured the book with 16 and straight is it with a terrific film adaptation in the cinemas. The Spice here is a just too mystical spice that only occurs on this desert world and is the most sought after commodity in the entire universe. It is only available in the Deep Desert, smells sweet and slightly cinnamon. It has life-prolonging and consciousness-expanding effects. The book Dune is an exceptional SiFi novel in that it is deeply philosophical and inspired by the religion and culture of the Orient.
There is something so mystical and profound about Au Coeur du Désert for me as well. When I imagine how Spice smells, it smells like Au Coeur du Désert.