Illuminare Vince Camuto 2019

"Well, today you smell really good."

My husband rarely comments on my perfume obsession. To be honest, I only remember one single time 18 years ago when we met. I was wearing Ambre Narguilé and he was keen on me. So that doesn’t really count. Still, I have to agree with him. The scent I swapped for here in the forum is really beautiful. A fruity-bitter pomelo dances past a magnolia by bright red rose beds. Later, warm wood and soft musk join in. So far, so unremarkable. One has smelled something like this a thousand times before. Or have they? I can’t help it but this time my beloved scent dyslexic is right. This fresh, harmonious fragrance is somehow particularly well done; it has a magic to it, as Hesse beautifully wrote in "Stufen."

Vince Camuto? My backmost brain fold leads me to the wardrobe. And there it hangs. Surely for the last 15 years. A long halter-neck dress in subtle orange, brown, and green tones, held by a golden collar. I have only ever worn it on beach vacations. And I loved it there. Boracay Island, Mykonos, or Norderney - Vince Camuto was always there. Out of curiosity, I google the good man. A passionate shoe designer with Sicilian roots who built a fashion empire with various brands. Much more well-known in the USA than in Europe. Mr. Camuto passed away almost 10 years ago. In the photos, he looks about how I imagine Gianni Versace would look if he were still alive. What can you do? I assume Vince Illuminare has never been smelled anyway. But it just fits surprisingly perfectly with the summer dress.

At the end of the month, the fragrance and the dress will accompany me to the Algarve, that much is certain. Let’s see if the scent dyslexic will be inspired to give a third compliment in this life.