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You are lost, divine beauty! Life, father, is here. Turandot!........her fragrance fills the night.

My thoughts are not quite so flowery, but I found the production of Turandot at the Vienna Opera in 2023 modern and understandable for people. For me, it was previously more of a screeching of men and women in ancient costumes, made up and powdered. Dear opera lovers, forgive my philistinism ;)

The reason I enjoyed it so much was simply the Turandot, who did not screech but sang in higher registers. I thoroughly enjoyed those two and a half hours.


Turandot by Roja Dove starts off sparkling with aldehydes. But right after the start, a beautiful rose joins in, and after a few more minutes, you can smell this wonderful peach that accompanies you all the way to the base. The blackcurrant provides a contrast to the sweet peach. I can't really pick out other flowers. Only the iris, which adds a powdery note, and heliotrope, which gives a very light almond note.
Only in the base, as I perceive it, does the fragrance become more masculine: I now notice patchouli, coffee, cedar, and moss. That’s why I find it so exciting that so many men have this fragrance in their collection, because I perceive it as wonderfully feminine in the first hours.

The fragrance starts with the aldehydes and the rose in a somewhat cold manner. The peach doesn't soften or sweeten the fragrance either. At first, I feel like an ice princess with it. Only towards the end, when it transitions from the heart to the base, does the fragrance become warmer and also more masculine. As if Calaf has transformed the cool Turandot.

I love Roja Dove's stories; they are usually long and detailed. Turandot's story was not as expansive for me as others of his, but I believe it could become one of my favorite fragrance stories.

I spent most of my training in the pastry kitchen. My daily tasks included making chocolates, petit fours, florentines, everything needed for salads and appetizers, the sweet and savory components of a dish: brioche, bread, oyster bread, sorbets, ice cream, fruit coulis, meringue, and vanilla sauce for fruit gratin, crème brûlée, etc..

Twice a week, we were supplied by Rungis Express, which always meant a lot of work because the new goods had to be processed and stored. In my first year of training, I always had to skin and fillet all the fish, especially the slimy sturgeon and the slippery monkfish, which were difficult for me at first. Until then, I only knew sole, salmon, and fish sticks. At home, there was no fish because my father was afraid of choking on a bone.

At the end of summer, around August and September, the vineyard peaches always came in. I really loved them. We would halve and poach them in white wine with vanilla seeds and sugar. This white-red peach looked so delicious raw, and the aroma when you took it out of the broth was simply beautiful. The skin was removed, a quick sabayon was whipped up, a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top - done.

This is how I perceive this fragrance: the finest poached vineyard peach with vanilla and on top of that this wonderful rose note.

This wonderful scent was in one of the first swap packages I received here, a half-full 2ml spray. I cherished it and was so sad that it was no longer produced. Fortunately, I was able to acquire it here recently at the souk and am now blissful.

I’ve been sitting here for half an hour now, completely enchanted......... smiling and happy, I’m thrilled with my new acquisition: an old Coco Parfum
In my 20s, just moved out, no longer living at home with Mom, but in my first apartment. For weeks, Eric Clapton’s "unplugged" was playing, I danced around the apartment........ mostly I slept until noon, then breakfast and off to work. In the evening, going out dancing or to the movies, late-night red wine sessions with colleagues, wheat beer and playing games, just enjoying each other’s company. And on my day off, wandering through perfume shops, trying out new scents, Diesel jeans in every color were a must, black pointed ankle boots and my beloved patent leather coat. I felt so free, so great! And I smelled so damn good, because I wore Coco Eau de Toilette and everything that came in the fragrance line. And recently I read here about another Chanel scent, paraphrased: a fragrance note is definitely confidence - I can sign that!


At some point, I also tried the EdP and was overwhelmed, no, it was too much for me, I can’t say exactly what, but I didn’t like it. And now, after more than 30 years, I’ve arrived at the Extrait. And it smells just like my EdT from back then, with more depth............ heavy, fruity, resinous, wonderfully floral, a bit honey-like, slightly incense-like and right after the first spray, civet, which I usually don’t really like in perfumes and of course it’s sweet, I stay true to myself. Back then, I didn’t know any fragrance notes and I couldn’t have said that patchouli was in it, for me it’s Frutschuli.

I love this scent - it’s kneeling-worthy!

That was my first thought when I read that Olivier Polge actually wanted to become a concert pianist. However, he realized that there wasn't enough talent. I love piano music, but perfume even more. I am so glad, Monsieur Polge, that you created this perfume!

The scent reached me through a sharing, and the fact that I fell so in love with it probably has to do with the fact that the sprayer was broken and I left the envelope with the spilled perfume lying around, and the room was wonderfully scented for several days.

On my skin, I first perceive sweet almond powder, and it is so beautifully floral. I also notice a very slight freshness when spraying, but that disappears immediately, and the sweetness quickly diminishes for me. And then I just feel wonderfully moisturized, cared for, and secure. At times, I also perceive it as slightly grassy, and it has a delicate woodruff note. The iris sometimes feels waxy like a lipstick and then again just creamy; it changes again and again on my skin. I also feel a very slight sharpness; I've smelled this several times in violet scents and assume that it comes from there. But maybe it's also lily of the valley.

For me, Comete is truly a dream scent. It reminds me of so many fragrances that I like. First, I think of "Vent Vert (1947) (Eau de Toilette) | Balmain," which also has this grassiness. Here, it is just not as pronounced.

Then "Gucci Eau de Parfum | Gucci," which smells similarly well-groomed but without the leather note. For me, this scent was previously liquid gold, but now it is "Comète | Chanel."

Also, Le Baiser du Dragon Eau de Parfum has something of Comete: this creaminess and almond powderiness.

Le Gemme - Veridia is the last in the group, which also carries this wonderful woodruff note. In Comete, it is just not as pronounced.

And for those who love "Cristobal | Balenciaga." Comete does not have that vanilla note, and heliotrope is not included, and I don't perceive it as soapy at any moment. But it has the well-groomed and creamy aspect of "Cristobal | Balenciaga" and this wonderful floral quality.

I was in love with F.R. David. I was 11 or 12 when the song came out, and I would say it was the first song I would call a earworm. When I saw the inscription on the bottle, I wanted to hear it again immediately.

Writing about this scent is not so easy either, because I don't smell what the notes suggest. I mean, I smell a lavender scent, very similar to Fourreau Noir. But it could also be the combination of tonka, patchouli, and perubalsam that tricks my nose into thinking it's smelling lavender here as well. Yes, it's coumarin, not like woodruff, more herbal. And what's also different is that right at the start, for a brief moment, there's the impression of an aftershave... and then it's gone again.

In the end, it's a smoky tonka powder on my skin, and I'm still fascinated by how similar it is to Fourreau Noir. I would also describe Play Intense as similar because it also smells so intensely of tonka and has that aftershave vibe.