Leylaa

Beauty, elegance, purity and lightness unite in the white apple and wrap themselves around me like familiar arms.

Pure Poison does not struggle for attention, does not scream "I'm here!". My new favorite is not sugary sweet and not pungent. This scent doesn't fill rooms, doesn't reach everyone.
No.

Pure Poison is a gentle embrace. From a distance a fresh veil, which emphasizes the beauty of the wearer. Come closer, this fragrance is so intimate. Pure Poison is not for every nose, but you can always wear it. Nevertheless, one always feels comfortable and secure.
Yes.

White apple is floral-fresh, slightly powdery and sweet.
It starts with jasmine and a pleasant light citrus. Then the flowers embrace me. They are accompanied by a slightly sweet woody base.
The longevity is good, about 7 hours. The first 4 hours I perceive the fragrance relatively strong, then moderately. Gladly this Dior could have had the durability of a Xerjoff or a MFK.
The sillage is ok - not annoying, but gentle. That makes this fragrance so special.

The "pure venom" is what lulls me into comfort.
It is this fragrance, which I do not want to miss.
He seems rather cold, but fills my heart with warmth.

I like to snack, any kind of sweet - That was (unfortunately) always so...

I remember a visit to my grandma, I was 8 or 9. As always, there was black tea and kilos of sweet stuff. Grandma just likes to spoil and I saw something on the table....
"Hmmm yummy, huge Haribos WITH icing sugar!"

Barely a piece in my mouth, I realized "These are NOT yummy Haribos."
A sickening sweetness, a sticky mass. "Flavor-wise" a synthetic mix of roses and oranges.
"Crap!, I don't like it!"

But what to do when you already have a piece in your mouth and everyone is staring at you?
No, children's faces don't lie.
A desperate attempt to inconspicuously shove the stuff back and forth in my mouth and pretend it was delicious failed.
It had to come out.
Dearest Granny, don't be angry with me - lokum is not for me.

I associate the Sintra with just that.

The penetrating sweetness.
- Caramel and vanilla.

The synthetic "taste".
- Orange blossom and rose.

The sticky, thick mass.
- Marshmallow and milk.

I don't detect woody notes, nor cinnamon.

In a nutshell: An overly sweet scent that reminds me of spit out Lokums.
Sintra lasts as long on the skin, as the Lokumgeschmack in the mouth.
- An eternity.

My fragrance is not, far too bad is the association. Tried once, never again!

..and my first scent feelings.

I am relatively new to the perfume world. I have read through reviews from time to time and could not always understand everything. It was written about feelings and images that a fragrance triggers - this was new territory for me, I always saw a fragrance only as a beautiful "accessory". Something that rounds off my appearance, nothing more. Today I think differently.

I had a clear picture (or thought I did) about fragrances and scents that I like (will like). A few months ago, I would never have thought that a fragrance with the notes fig & black tea will be my 10/10, I prefer rather sweet-floral, very feminine fragrances. But then came the filling of Gris Charnel..

Hardly sniffed at the filling this fragrance transported me to another time and place. As already mentioned in the statement, I was on this day no longer in the rainy Swabia, but in the north of Turkey on the Black Sea.

My aunt has in my home village in the mountainous countryside of Sinop a beautiful garden with many fig trees. From there you look over a small and fine town. When we visit my aunt in the summer, we drink the best black tea and enjoy pastries and figs together while we talk the longing from our hearts and enjoy our time together.
In the evening when the sun goes down, you have the most beautiful view from my aunt's garden. First everything is green, the beautiful nature of the Black Sea region, then come the lights of the city, the life, and then the beautiful undulating Black Sea.

This is where I am when I smell gris charnel. I feel comfortable and happy. I cherish time because I know it is fleeting. I enjoy life and am grateful for all the beautiful moments.

Never has a fragrance triggered something like this in me. I perceive the fig and the black tea quite particularly, underpinned with something creamy-woody. The cardamom gives spice, the tonka some sweetness.
A beautiful association, after the first smell - images in the head.
So wonderful and intimate feelings - security, joy & well-being.

I hope circumstances allow and I can finally visit my aunt again this summer. The longing is great.