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Calone and Tiare start as a strong duet in the top note. Reminiscent of the beach, suntan lotion and sea breeze in a distant, almost abstract way: clearly pungent, aquatic and slightly creamy, floral and musty.
This top note stays with me for a very long time and is present throughout the fragrance. Later, slightly spicy nuances try to announce their presence, but are unfortunately lost in the top note. Only the base flatters me again with soft, warm, sweetly subtle woody notes. Overall, I find the fragrance thematically misguided. I would classify something else as "Mediterranée". The strong opening alone, which overwhelms almost everything else, is something you have to endure or like. Longevity for me is about 4-5h with medium silage. On clothes 12h+ and thus significantly longer lasting. The bottle, like all the others in the line, is very well done.

Myth Bloom starts with a clear leading wild rose note quite stepmotherly. This impression looks a little old-fashioned. However, the clover softens this nicely with its subtly bitter green and herbaceous fresh parts in the background, so that the start as a whole can be described as fresh-herb-pink.
The mint seems to be well woven in, because I cannot identify it directly. However, it certainly supports the fresh impression.
As far as I know apple blossom does not smell very strong and thus, if at all, only plays out its lovely delicate flowery character in the background. Also here rather supportive as a quiet companion instead of setting the tone.
After 2-3 hours the base with the cedar and the light woods will sound dry and close to the skin
For me there is nothing mystical about this fragrance as the name suggests. I mean, the whole thing is pleasingly arranged, although a slight synthetic note resonates.
Apart from poor durability and silage, the scent is certainly a pleasant everyday companion in spring/summer if you like the scent of wild roses. However, it's time to add more, as the fragrance can't survive a working day, which is probably acceptable due to the price of well under 20€.

Arabian Nights, the perverted bitch. Jacques personal Dark Room.
Beaned leather chaps, steeled male bodies, darkness, severe seasoning, sweaty-wet, stuffy, sweet, overblown, urinous, room-filling, unyielding and dirty.
Lust and desire, the curiosity of the unknown, repulsively attractive.
The glow of spent lust, the wicked sacrifice of unrestrained sex,
the rest that remains after an ecstatic night (in the sheets).

Initially fresh pinkish, unfortunately more rose than peony, bergamot rather subtle. The Patchouli quickly delivers the earthy-spicy counterpart. The melange reminds me by the spicy patch of various Rose/Oud combinations available on the market (e.g. "Io Myself" by Etro). Nevertheless, it is a pleasing and pleasant day companion.

It's always fascinating for me when you buy blind because of the scent pyramid, because you imagine how it could smell and in the end you're surprised again what actually gets in your nose. So it is here at David Yurman's Delicate Essence. The scent of the lotus blossom should be familiar to most of you from the Elisabeth Arden "Green Tea" series. So it is not surprising that the dominant fresh, fruity and sour, aqueous prelude comes from the lotus blossom. I find here interesting the impact of the pepper which, contrary to the expectation, does not contribute anything in sharpness or spice, but with the lotus rather a citric melange.
Luckily I can't see the orange blossom with its mostly stuffy-fleshy note.
The citrusy floral opening is quickly joined by a delicately sweet rose note, which clearly supports the top note through the tangy fresh parts of the peony.
This fresh arrangement lasts approx. 2h until it slowly drifts into the creamy soft ambry base where it ends after approx. 4h.
The whole fragrance reminds me somehow of D&G "3 L'Impératrice". Parallels can be found above all in the fruity and sour start. Sisters in spirit. :)
Here and there may flash a bit of synthetics, but that doesn't bother me
With "Delicate Essence" David Yurman certainly didn't have a great litter, but he was a pleasant summer companion.