Jasminroedig

Saint Laurent (or rather the artist behind it, Marie Salamagne) has once again taken the cake.

Well, my enthusiasm for this work could possibly also have something to do with the fact that my personal crème de la crème of fragrances comes together here: vanilla - lavender - iris. I think that's as good as it gets for me.

In this respect, I already had very high expectations of Muse - and hopefully one thing will become clear from this review - they were exceeded.
If you are looking for the scent of new designer clothes packed in unnecessarily printed tissue paper and then a designer paper shopping bag that is far too big, you will find it here. For me, Muse smells of the moment when you arrive home, open this very paper bag and admire your far too expensive piece of fabric once again in order to enjoy it once more. Yes, yes, everyone knows this joy doesn't last long, but it is there - for a brief moment.
And now imagine finding a fragrance that captures that very moment!
Muse gives you the opportunity to prolong a moment of happiness, even to transfer it to every conceivable outfit, to every conceivable part of your body (please stick to the point...)

The lavender is very restrained, anything but decisive and austere
The vanilla is subtly woody and also opts for subtle mildness
Yes, and then we have iris as the third major player. The delicate floral in cream-powder style does not express itself any more than the rest
This is precisely the perfume's strength.
Understatement is the motto and I love everything about it!

I am not exaggerating when I say that this fragrance smells, not just metaphorically, of golden wood.
Bois Doré is one of those fragrances that takes me to another place and it's an experience every time.

The perfume transports you to a forest where different laws apply. The scent of earthy forest floor, fresh mist and fir trees is nowhere to be found here. In this place, the finest woods grow on gilded stones that are constantly warmed by the light of the sun. Here you can see vanilla orchids wherever you look. The air is not fresh and yet it is good. It smells of a carefree life, of the finest raw materials and great love.
The whole forest is flooded with a golden glow. It is almost as if the radiance emanates from the forest itself, as if it were a sacred forest. Yes - this is Bois Doré.

This is where the mild spiciness of pepper meets the most sensual scent of all - vanilla.
This combination is truly nothing new and yet it always comes as a surprise and is downright intoxicating. Bois Doré combines the aphrodisiac effect of vanilla and tonka bean with the tingling kick of pepper. This love story is surrounded by woods that bring calm and clarity into play. The woods give the fragrance expression and character, while the sweet players provide the "falling in love" effect.

A velvety soft fragrance that will give you a holy glow. All I can say is - bring it on

I would like to tell you about one of my dreams.
A beautiful day in winter, it's snowing in Berlin. In a few days, the clean white that is still falling from the sky will turn into many dirty lumps of slush that will adorn the streets of the city and sadly de-romanticize yesterday's snow. And then everyone wants summer again. That's life...because you can't have everything.

but not in my dream.

The snow stays here, forever. There will never be too much snow on the ground, just as much as is still beautiful and right. Here, the white powder falls from the sky and covers the white birch bark of the precious trees, so that you can just make out their outlines in the distance. No tar, no grass, just a white blanket and the occasional white trunk reaching up into the sky. The branches and the snow become one, merge, unite, you can't see anything but the big picture. The longer I watch, the calmer I become. This image has burned itself into my brain.

In my work at a psychiatric facility, we help our patients to learn various relaxation techniques. One of them we call "the inner safe place".
This "place" is a moment, a situation or an image that only you know and can create in your mind whenever the inner tension boils up inside you. It's not easy, you have to practise it, but little by little the image becomes clearer and clearer and you can watch yourself calm down internally.

My inner safe place is the image of birch trees in the snow.
Nothing is too much, nothing is too cold or too loud. No one is disturbing, no one is shouting - everything is just fine and right the way it is

That's exactly what I experience with this fragrance.
The untouched beauty, when it simply comes over me without any influence or judgment, takes me in and whisks me away to a place where the birch trees and the snow become one. A place that calms me, gives me security, comfort and energy.

Of course, Richwood doesn't smell like snow or birch trees, but rather a creamy, woody wonder peppered with friendly roses and initial fruity-fresh nuances.
Of course, that doesn't do the fragrance justice, you just have to get to know it, my inner safe place, or at least the smell of this place.

Do you remember what Nimm2 sweets taste like? The taste of the treats filled with a liquid center has burned itself into my brain. So it's all the nicer when a perfume manages to make moments from childhood shine in a new light. I will always love the sweets - Forever Love - how fitting.

The course of the new star in the sky of lemon fragrances seems all the more enticing. The melon entices with its playful yet natural acidity and brings lightness and variance into play. The fresh acidity develops more and more in a sweet direction as the fragrance progresses, which does not detract from its longevity. Admittedly, I am not a fan of fresh and tart lemon fragrances, simply because they are often too linear and unspectacular for me. I would often like to see a little more facets, which, if implemented purposefully, could also be good for the performance. Pana Dora simply doesn't play along with the game at all and does its own thing, which I already marveled at in Aqua de Dora. The house seems to have understood how to incorporate the citrus in Freshies as an essential building block in the foundation and at the same time allow notes such as melon, lily of the valley and mango to shine just as brightly here.
Forever Love is complex, no more so than orientals, florals, etc., but certainly more complex in its fragrance direction than comparable candidates. Forever Love also lacks balance. Rarely has it felt so good and right to breathe in a fragrance.

Here I am served a memory from my childhood on a silver platter, garnished with pieces of melon and strips of mango - not a hint of synthetics - uniquely pure and elegant. What more could you want

How could I have known about the house of Xerjoff for so long without getting to know this fragrance?
I mean, it's not that I'm any less impressed by the house's other fragrances. But Uden Overdose has won me over.

I mean how magical, balsamic-citrusy can a fragrance opening be? Right from the start, I'm obsessed with my wrist. Pure curiosity is aroused, because if a fragrance starts like this, what great development is in store for me?

Uden Overdose is my dream come true. For a long time, I was looking for a fragrance that was tamed in its spiciness and didn't immediately throw me back into 1001 nights. I wanted a modern classic, a multidimensional, unmistakable fragrance.
And now I think I've found it.

The excellently integrated tobacco, the soft coffee and the spicy ginger, what a work of art. The heart alone gets an even 10 from me. The citrus from the start recedes a little and opens up new opportunities for the musk to show its best side. More and more, Uden Overdose transforms into a humid cloud of spicy vapors that can only be perceived in all its beauty if you let yourself in for it.

For my part, I am addicted to Uden Overdose.
Even if, contrary to expectations, projection is not one of his strengths.