Vanilla Orchid The Merchant Of Venice Eau de Toilette

She loved these winter days in her orangery:
Outside lay the untouched snow, the winter sun cast sharp shadows; making the bare branches of the trees look like intricate paper cuttings.
In here was the ideal place for her beloved plants; she dedicated several hours each day to them. This care was rewarded by the beauty of leaves, flowers, and scents.

As always, she began her rounds with her Mediterranean potted plants:
Gently, she wiped their dark green, glazed-looking leaves with a damp cloth; plucking a few wilted flowers here and there and lovingly stroking the scarred skin of mandarins and bergamots: how she loved to touch them while simultaneously experiencing their aromatic, fresh scent.
The bushes of black currants had already grown in their corner since she discovered this orangery years ago.
They were already thanking her for her constant care with a few scattered fruits and dense, herb-scented foliage.
In a narrower aisle stood the large pots with gardenia bushes, whose flowers were now in full bloom: they did not hold back their fragrant charms and perfumed the air before entering the so-called garden area, where the queens of flowers held a gathering.
But first, the little, cheerful violet wanted to be greeted; it was not only fragrant for its own pleasure: it wanted to contribute something to the emerging floral feel-good aroma.
Jasmine, rose, and iris were happy to coexist: they were aware of their beauty and presented themselves accordingly.
After the southern freshness, a noble floral scent display gained space; the illusion of summer was laid at her feet in vibrant white, pink, and iris purple.
And not only that: these scents enveloped her richly: she enjoyed their opulence!
She decided to conclude her walk as usual with the orchids; she particularly loved her Bourbon vanilla orchids. Their long tendrils formed a natural protection for the other orchid species, which did not appreciate sunlight as tree dwellers; while the numerous trumpet-shaped flowers released their vanilla aroma in rich waves.
She felt completely at ease and enjoyed this rich diversity of scents that was offered to her.
As always, she sat down on the simple bench that stood there to linger for a while in this blessing. There, the tea tray was already waiting.

Up to this point, her guest, a fragrance artist from "The Merchant of Venice," had accompanied her almost silently, almost reverently.
He too perceived this olfactory experience with all his trained senses, delighted.
But even more: in his thoughts, he added some elements from his own treasure chest.
Thus, with the addition of aromatic-spicy sandalwood and cedar notes, as well as a secret balsamic blend, a sensually warm vanilla fragrance goddess emerged, drawing everyone near her into her generous, scent-intensive embrace.

Happy with this inspiration, he shared his thoughts with the lady of the house, and they agreed, in accordance with the regulations of the brand he represented, on the name "Vanilla Orchid."
For it was decided to include this fragrance creation in the family of the "Museum Collection": where soloists have been successfully performing for years!
They find a home in the red glass flacons that sit so pleasantly in the hand.
Many of the fragrances housed there can be easily blended to create one's own magical garden.
But even as individual performers, they are beautiful, and "Vanilla Orchid" is no exception.

This fragrance masterpiece, warming and protective, very sensual and feminine, accompanies for several hours and provides comfort; especially on cool and gray days.
But also on occasions when cuddles and loving embraces are needed, it is the right companion and comforter.
Although already strong in presence, this creation from "The Merchant of Venice" is never intrusive or unpleasant: it simply follows the noble Venetian traces and elegantly invites one to follow.