The pepper-spiced opening immediately appeals to AugustA. It briefly becomes ultra-dry, then the juicy bergamot comes in, drawing the pepperiness to itself and gaining a slightly floral touch. Ylang Ylang pushes its way up from below into the top note. And gardenia.
Through the Venetian mask, mysterious glances flash.
The sillage occupies space like a velvet cloak thrown around the shoulders with flair. The gardenia presents itself as seriously seductive, and in combination with the radiant, zesty bergamot, it cannot become overwhelming; the overall impression remains somewhat flirtatious at first. But gradually, the scent takes on a hint of melancholy. This is definitely something for the evening or when the citrus scent can be a bit heavier. I briefly look around to see if we suddenly have heavy brocade wallpaper on the walls. Phew, no.
Then the heaviness recedes, it becomes fresh and bright again, but no less expressive; one catches a hint of powder behind the mask.
Soon the scent becomes calm, but it retains an underlying charm. Above the delicate woody base, a velvety floral scent lingers, and until the end, a hint of bergamot remains.
A semi-dramatic composition that unfortunately becomes a bit quiet too quickly at the end; perhaps that’s for the best, as I like it this way. Especially the shimmer.