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Ohhhhh myyyy favourite fragrance from CN，，，，
The original text is written by Chinese people （me）and published on domestic platforms （xiaohongshu）in China. I'm not good at English（tolerant towards non- native English user plzzzz）. The following is the English version of my review by the direct translator：
I am utterly captivated by its core accord: a profound orris wrapped in the dry, roasted, caramelized sweetness of baked tea leaves. This fragrance takes an unconventional path, masterfully employing an intricate blend of aromachemicals to replicate tea extract, resulting in a more idealized olfactory experience. To draw a parallel: just as a painter harmonizes reality with inspired imagination—concealing warm and cool hues of similar luminance within local colors, or reimagining rigid compositions and forms through dynamic structures and fluid, pleasing lines—so too does this scent share an essence with its subject. Yet the perfumer’s artistry elevates it into something profoundly subjective and idealized.
Returning to Orris Tea Sense: this is the perfumer’s masterful, interpretive recreation of tea-osmanthus elegance. Enriched by the buttery smoothness of orris butter, it presents an oily, silky-smooth, almost creamy texture—lusciously sweet and utterly unforgettable upon first encounter.
Though I grew up in the far southern reaches below the Nanling Mountains, with a mother hailing from northern Fujian, I wasn’t steeped in the poetic tea culture of Jiangnan. Yet shared customs stir deep resonance within me. Can you, fellow fragrance lovers, envision that liminal hour between late afternoon and dusk in Jiangnan? Slanting sunlight falls upon whitewashed walls and dark-tiled roofs. Before you, tea brews warmly over a brazier. A dry breeze rustles through osmanthus trees, carrying their heady perfume blended with orchids. The powdery, velvety touch of orris sketches the elegant profile of a serene beauty seated beside you. On a porcelain plate rests a snow-white, sweet glutinous rice cake, drizzled with osmanthus-laced honey. This fragrance becomes an exquisitely vivid Jiangnan tea-scape—imbued with subtle Chinese lyricism and tea ceremony aesthetics—worn like an intimate aura that lingers close at hand, a whisper of scent caught in your sleeves.
As a high school student entrenched in the frontline of academic intensity, my life traces a monotonous line between classroom and home, overwhelmed by relentless coursework, study plans, and standardized exams with scarce room to breathe. Trapped in life’s accelerated rhythm, I occasionally set down my pen. In those rare moments of pause, I catch the lingering trace of Orris Tea Sense on my skin and lose myself for half a day in its dreamlike Jiangnan tea ceremony—sipping tea to the sound of wind. With this consummate expression of Chinese poetry, it fills the voids of my high-speed existence. This is the scent’s perfect interpretation of beauty within tea.
Skin chemistry is unique to each individual; the above reflects solely my personal journey with this scent.
I am utterly captivated by its core accord: a profound orris wrapped in the dry, roasted, caramelized sweetness of baked tea leaves. This fragrance takes an unconventional path, masterfully employing an intricate blend of aromachemicals to replicate tea extract, resulting in a more idealized olfactory experience. To draw a parallel: just as a painter harmonizes reality with inspired imagination—concealing warm and cool hues of similar luminance within local colors, or reimagining rigid compositions and forms through dynamic structures and fluid, pleasing lines—so too does this scent share an essence with its subject. Yet the perfumer’s artistry elevates it into something profoundly subjective and idealized.
Returning to Orris Tea Sense: this is the perfumer’s masterful, interpretive recreation of tea-osmanthus elegance. Enriched by the buttery smoothness of orris butter, it presents an oily, silky-smooth, almost creamy texture—lusciously sweet and utterly unforgettable upon first encounter.
Though I grew up in the far southern reaches below the Nanling Mountains, with a mother hailing from northern Fujian, I wasn’t steeped in the poetic tea culture of Jiangnan. Yet shared customs stir deep resonance within me. Can you, fellow fragrance lovers, envision that liminal hour between late afternoon and dusk in Jiangnan? Slanting sunlight falls upon whitewashed walls and dark-tiled roofs. Before you, tea brews warmly over a brazier. A dry breeze rustles through osmanthus trees, carrying their heady perfume blended with orchids. The powdery, velvety touch of orris sketches the elegant profile of a serene beauty seated beside you. On a porcelain plate rests a snow-white, sweet glutinous rice cake, drizzled with osmanthus-laced honey. This fragrance becomes an exquisitely vivid Jiangnan tea-scape—imbued with subtle Chinese lyricism and tea ceremony aesthetics—worn like an intimate aura that lingers close at hand, a whisper of scent caught in your sleeves.
As a high school student entrenched in the frontline of academic intensity, my life traces a monotonous line between classroom and home, overwhelmed by relentless coursework, study plans, and standardized exams with scarce room to breathe. Trapped in life’s accelerated rhythm, I occasionally set down my pen. In those rare moments of pause, I catch the lingering trace of Orris Tea Sense on my skin and lose myself for half a day in its dreamlike Jiangnan tea ceremony—sipping tea to the sound of wind. With this consummate expression of Chinese poetry, it fills the voids of my high-speed existence. This is the scent’s perfect interpretation of beauty within tea.
Skin chemistry is unique to each individual; the above reflects solely my personal journey with this scent.