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Ü30-Party with Prosecco free
Recently, I was standing at a crossroads next to two women, one of whom - or both? - i could smell something that made me think of Lancômes La Vie est Belle at first glance. And yet again not. The scent was even less ignorable and even more edgy than I remembered La Vie est Belle - which could have simply been due to the (over)dosage - but its sweetness wouldn't have been any different, albeit of a similar nature. White-flowered. More voluminous. Even more confident. Even sweeter.
La Vie est Belle, the original - now five years old again, can you believe that? - (despite his brute advertising campaign and the grotesquely photo-shopted Julia Roberts) wouldn't be so successful if he didn't press the right buttons on many - and by that I don't just mean the pretty pink bottle with the nice glitter ribbon around his neck. La Vie est Belle meets a zeitgeist of floral sweetness, which in the near future will certainly be called one of the main fragrance trends of this decade: it was followed by Dior and Gaultier, with pink almost clones of Lancôme's flower splendour. Recently even Guerlain, but Mr. Wasser is not only an artist, but also a merchant. Open minded cheerful. Lovely. Loud.
La Vie est Belle L'Éclat turns on the sound of the original. And often the volume changes the essence of a tone, a chord, an arrangement. In my commentary on La Vie est Belle I called him harmless, pleasing and ultimately very conventional. His L'Éclat version, on the other hand, is in a state of shrillness, sometimes sharply on the edge of something almost ordinary. Too much orange blossom and jasmine, stunning in their grace and synthetic both. Too much vanilla, powdery, but no less artificial. A fragrance like free prosecco for all women at an Ü30 party. Sounds good at first, but quickly becomes exhausting and too much. Just like Lancômes La Vie est Belle. And La Vie est Belle L'Éclat many times more.
Conclusion: the two women next to me at the crossroads were cheerful, loud and self-confident. And they thought they were cute too, at least they called each other that: 'Sweetie, did that guy just check me out?' 'No, he didn't.' "Then he's probably gay, or he would have And I thought, "No, it's clear Next to us at the crossroads a homeless person with a cardboard sign and cup sat in front of him on the sidewalk, and one of them said to the other: 'Oh God, not a nice job either...' And I thought to myself, 'Nah, it's clear.'
Top Notes 
Bergamot
Mandarin orange
Freesia
Heart Notes 
Orange blossom absolute
Jasmine sambac absolute
Iris pallida concrete
Base Notes 
Vanilla
Sandalwood
Patchouli
Rosaline88
