An imaginary garden in Sri Lanka
Strychnine, what a name. You're afraid to spray a nerve poison on your skin. Is that why the bottling has been unnoticed by me for so long? Well, also the Poisons are popular and despite the name harmless - presumably. First we looked into the pyramid: Strychnine is not supposed to be in it. But you never know. Curiosity wins: I spray carefully on my wrist.
At first, I smell something strangely fruity. Huh, should that be a lab fruit boredom in a niche outfit? No, the unpleasant acidity is missing for the laboratory general fruit. Now the fruit suddenly becomes sweet. Disappointment. But a sweet-aqueous chewy candy with orange and currant and a hint of vanilla from the drugstore shelf.
I'm already on my way to the bathroom to wash it off, and something changes. Something is changing for the better. Now it gets interesting.
Something soft and flowery appears behind the fruit.
What's that? What's that? Now I'm fascinated. I can't tell which flower it is, which in a very harmonizing way combines with the chewy candy to a beguiling melange.
Of course, I look into the pyramid to identify the flower. YlangYlang? That surprises me. I can't smell it. I suspect the magnolia absolute is the great benefactor here.
There is nothing left of the synthetic feeling in the top note and Stricnina now seems very natural for many hours and only becomes more beautiful: the components combine better and the chewy candy association gives way to a feeling of being in a garden of Eden of perfect and happy harmony.
In this garden there is everything a smile can conjure up on my face: a light, warm summer breeze, balance, fresh citrus fruits, berries on bushes, beautiful flowers, a wealth of life and joie de vivre. Also spice plants and a very discreet YlangYlang can now be guessed. Yes, in fact, it is more like a garden in the Asian tropics or subtropics, perhaps in Sri Lanka. Something Herbes starts to give the scent a little edge. It seems to me to be cinnamon together with a minimal resinous component. I also mean to notice a touch of anise.
Nevertheless, the cheerful, lush harmony remains untouched.
In the further process the citric parts disappear bit by bit, but a little more cinnamon comes through, a slight sharpness, and the overall impression becomes a little warmer, more discreet and slightly powdery.
Even though I have never been to Sri Lanka before, I imagine a paradisiacally beautiful garden there: The pleasure of the rich world of fragrant plants, a feast for the eyes in perfect balance.