OH±Denim UerMi 2013

The southern French city of Nîmes has been known since the 17th century for high-quality, fine, and robust fabrics, and its history is closely linked to the history of the textile industry. In the late Middle Ages, a fabric was developed that was woven in a so-called "twill weave." This fabric was originally referred to as "Serge." "Serge de Nîmes" is thus a fabric that finds its origin in Nîmes and over time evolved into the shortened word "Denim." The blue-and-white denim fabric is perhaps the most prominent representative of this basic weave type for woven fabrics.

OH±Denim is a fragrance that envelops me in a floral, densely woven floral blanket right upon application. Graceful, still closed white flowers with a hint of pink at the tips, pale green leaves, long stems, delicate yellow blossoms with a touch of green in their color, white, yellow, and pale green waft around my senses and transport me to flowery realms. A very fine, slightly subtly dry, herbal note playfully sits in the background, pushing a pastel-colored image to the forefront. Is jasmine hiding somewhere in this veil of flowers? I find the name excellently chosen when I understand denim as a weaving technique of a fabric. Here, flowers have been woven together into an olfactory fabric!

Regarding longevity: After eleven hours, I still perceive a hint of the fragrance, which smells slightly soapy in the dry down. OH±Denim is, in my opinion, far too feminine for a man.

I love flowers, but floral perfumes are not among my preferred favorites, and I struggle with this scent, even with a description, as it does not appeal to me at all. However, I am sure that for this, in my opinion, classic fragrance, there is somewhere a woman with her own lovely style who is searching for it.

In my imagination, she wears one of those three-quarter-length stonewashed summer jeans that flatter her hips, her bare feet are in light brown or white open-toed leather sandals with a strap, which may be somehow adorned. A light blouse, which she hasn't tucked into her waistband (!), flutters in the summer breeze. Her hair has been up for hours, and little strands tumble down on the sides. She laughs heartily and is cheerful and content. Perhaps she already has a few charming wrinkles, or perhaps not. She is immensely enjoying her free time and is not thinking about the stress of work, which she has locked away in a little box at home, having thrown away the key. Her eyes are clear, bright, and friendly. Her smile: consistently stunning!

I hope the fragrance will find its wearer, and the two will be woven together through "Kö(r)perbindung"! I wish it for both!