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Déjà vu better late than never
Déjà vu actually refers to a sometimes false memory. But the memory in the following story is real. Albeit forgotten for years. Sometimes, however, the olfactory memory digs up long-buried stories, especially where perfume is concerned. This happened when I tested No 50 : Civet Cat Chypre. Then I thought: Wait a minute, I know you!
This is where my name aunt Thea comes into play. Auntie because I never really understood the relationship. She was the great cousin of a real aunt on my mother's side. Actually, she wasn't an aunt at all and never wanted to be called one. She lived in the French sector of Berlin and was married to a French officer. Of course, she learned French and liked to mix it - as a Berlin Kodderschnauze - with Urberlinerisch. The border was closed from 1961, but later when everything had calmed down, she naturally visited the rest of her Berlin relatives and I often met her, as I also lived in Berlin for a few years. Why do you think I can balance so well? She took offense when I moved away from Berlin and called me a camel with ears. After reunification, the French left, but she stayed and didn't want to go to France, as she called it. "I got divorced from the goofballs."
In any case, Thea was just as crazy about perfume as I was and I have her to thank for a number of fragrances (even before the fall of the Berlin Wall), Chanels, Guerlains, etc., including 3 "Pafönks" from Weil. Weil de Weil, Antilope and also Zibeline. The latter in 2012, when I already had the Zibeline from 2011 and she said: "Det Jelumpe kannste vajessen!" and gave me a leftover bottle of the real Zibeline, as the 2011 was Merde.
Zibeline is an animalic floral chypre of the bombast class. Today only available at moon prices. Typical aldehyde citrus entry. The sneaky cat may not be a vegetarian, but it has eaten herbs for breakfast. I don't want to rattle off the pyramid here, because when I say floral chypre, I mean it, because it contains everything the perfumer had in his fragrance organ. They all had to go in, whether they wanted to or not. If you don't like such orgies, you don't have to read any further and can satisfy yourself with shy soliflors.
Then when it gets down to basics - and folks that takes time - Thea would say. "If you wear this, your old man will never wear ribbed underpants again! He'll do the feua under his shirt, I can tell you that!" Furry civet oil pursued by a mossy, green whale.
Lascivious, purring, highly erotic.
"For the rumsieln on the shag carpet in front of the fireplace!"
Thank you dear Thea and R.I.P.
The House of Weil hasn't brought anything bombastic to the market for a long time. The golden age is over.
Weil has its roots in the 1920s. Founded in 1927 by brothers Alfred, Jacques and Marcel Weil, the olfactory institution was born from a bold vision: to transcend their expertise as famous furriers to create exceptional perfumes.
The essence of Weil lay in its ability to unite tradition and innovation, offering fragrances that captivate the senses and defy time.
Founded in Paris in 1892, the brand first became known for its innovative fur perfumes.
However, since (hopefully) only a few people still wear real fur today, the concept of that time has faltered and the brand has become lost in banalities. Which is a great pity.
Thea would say: "Zibeline, Antilope, Weil de Weil wan irre jut. You could forget what's going on today."
Top Notes 
Aldehydes
Coriander
Bergamot
Lemon
Tarragon
Heart Notes 
Gardenia
Jasmine
Rose
Ylang-ylang
Lily of the valley
Iris
Base Notes 
Civet
Honey
Amber
Musk
Tonka bean
Sandalwood
Vetiver
