Here we mean a princess à la Audrey Hepburn in "Roman Holiday," a little weary, a little exuberant, a little sad, not the silly American version of a princess in "The Princess Diaries" or whatever the movie is called.
The scent is veeeery delicate, despite the fruit cocktail in the top note. It refreshes at the beginning, suggesting sunny days in a wonderful Italian city. The choice is left to the discerning wearer; here, personal preferences, whether Rome, Venice, or Florence, are entirely up to the imagination. The streets are hot, the princess is bored and seeking diversion.
The story remains fresh, slowly developing in a substantial direction. Jasmine and clove waft by, bringing a touch of seriousness. Audrey in the film sets off, gets her hair cut, eats ice cream, rides a Vespa, has fun with her secret love. So carefree, the sun still shines and everything is easy.
Slowly, evening approaches, the seriousness of life, a challenge for every princess. Should she, should she not, accompany the handsome man, her first love, or fulfill her duties?
It unfolds as it must in a melodrama: duty prevails. The beautiful princess in state attire stands before the assembled crowd, answering questions politely and decorously with stereotypes, looking sad. And although she sees her hero once more among the masses, she remains loyal to the state. Oh, how lovely....
The scent has now developed a gentle, noble (if one can say that about a fragrance) warmth. The carefree and fruity initial exuberance has given way to a mature, wonderfully balsamic base. A beautiful development that lasts well. It is very pleasant that neither musk nor amber have been used here. Thus, the scent remains almost innocently delicate, the iris does not completely subordinate itself to the sandalwood; both create a harmony that is complemented by the subtly nutty pistachio. Now that's a lovely rounded base.
