*Pufffffff* it made, and I found myself in a pear-soapy strawberry cloud that almost took my breath away.
I don't know how this could happen. I just pressed a seemingly harmless spray nozzle, and I drowned in this dense cloud of sweetness! Uff.... okay, first try not to faint. I gasped for air and waited for the fresh and airy heart note that was supposed to save me from the pear soap...
...I survived and was met with extremely sugared rose. Wow. This was not a fresh rose; it was heavy, sugared oriental rose water stirred into syrup.... in the background, a fresh breeze of rose scent also appeared, and I was still gasping for air.
...when I came to, I must have dreamily left the syrup rose garden without noticing. This intense fever dream of sugar, fruits, and candied roses now had a caramel, popcorn-like note that accompanied me on my way through a sun-drenched, slightly spicy summer forest back into reality.
Incredible.
Very intense, almost headache-inducingly powerful, but beautiful!
Let's see how my second Empress journey goes...
I don't see the resemblance to Miss Dior Cherie. Not the lightness, not that ethereal delicacy. The Empress is mighty, more of a Galadriel than a Tinkerbell. Empress is strong and self-assured and powerful. ....
