Kobold

First of all: I like these noble cars as well as the British way of life in general, as I lived there for a while in my youth. Nonetheless, I'm rather sceptical about small fragrances thrown onto the market by automobile companies, not to mention everything a 'Miss' has in his name. A stupid prejudice, I know...

But now to Miss Jaguar, who surprised me very positively. Claws the little Miss extends at most in the green top note, which reminds me strongly of Chanel No. 19. I find it very invigorating and refreshing, especially in the warm season.

Over time, the flowers come to the fore and evoke associations of a summery flower garden. Memories come back: afternoons in the beer garden of the 'Spaniard', the scent of roses in the nose and a pint of cool cider in the hand. Mmh...

In this phase of the fragrance, I would almost call MJ the twin sister of Ardens Splendor, a fragrance that I really appreciate in summer. The green, sparkling cat's eyes of Miss, however, always flash mischievously through the round of flowers, so that MJ never seems flat or arbitrary. Highly recommendable - if you can get it somewhere for a halfway reasonable price. I'm only looking after a mini...

Flankers are always such a thing: sometimes interesting, sometimes even better than the big sister (or the big brother), but often rather 'made worse'. So I tested three of them yesterday rather sceptically at the centaur and to my astonishment found them good.
The one I liked best was Morning Gardens. I had actually expected a cool fragrance with a few pale flowers; instead, a warm, sunny cloud of fragrance flattered me, strikingly reminiscent of Gabriela Sabatini's wonderful 'Ocean Sun'. If a garden finds its expression here in the morning, then it is not the cool brittleness of still deaf-net rose buds. No, it's already late in the morning here. The sun has warmed the soil and plants, bees are humming in search of nectar, and a sluggish, shimmering silence lies above the magic garden. Here I would like to stay also in the shade of a fruit tree.
Oops, the commi wasn't supposed to be that poetic, lol. Conclusion: thumbs up. He'll have to move in with me.

Luminata does not move me to long poetic outpourings, hence the title. But this is not necessarily meant negatively. I am already glad that it is not a trillionth clone of LVEB ;-).
But now to the fragrance: raspberry and green leaves are recognizable for my nose, pear not so much. If it is, it's an immature green pear. A light softener note (typical Avon DNA???) is also present, but fortunately it does not lie furry on the tongue. That would've also motivated me to panic scrub, lol. In time, these notes step back, and it 'blooms'. Magnolia and peony are there, I don't smell a powdery iris yet. The drydown meeting has yet to take place. Luminata and I are not that far yet????. I just hope there's still some of that scent left. I find the Sillage rather weak and must go with the nose directly to the sleeve, in order to notice at all something. Maybe the performance is better with direct skin contact and movement (as opposed to hanging on the bed like a fauteuil, as I am doing it with enthusiasm right now). Hope dies last...
Conclusion: With Luminata you can't really do anything wrong, whether in the office or during a romantic Sunday walk for two. However, it does not have a great recognition value either. For big occasions, he would definitely be too weak-chested for me personally. But I think he benefits from the fact that, in contrast to many of his current competitors, he at least smells pleasantly...