MissChippie

Hello you dear fragrance noses,

today I dedicate times this special, often misunderstood, green Wässerchen a review.

Longer Soultalk or just scroll down to the 1st mention of the perfume Eau Noire in the text.
Enjoy reading:

Once many years ago, my pride and joy was a wildly cultivated allotment garden.
After the end of work I made myself immediately with the wheel, on the way there.
In my garden everything was allowed to grow, which had a use for me, also various wild herbs I left room. Were they but very useful to me, even if sometimes only their scent. Gundermann...my love.

At that time these wild plants called those ignorant, still weeds. Meanwhile, fortunately, the term wild herbs is familiar to all.
In my little paradise, everything grew as it wanted. Every piece of earth was covered.
Here grew among other things lavender, thistles, wild spurge, sage, fennel, thyme next to nettles, dandelion, wild Dost and dog roses and over there garlic rue, bear's garlic, Gundermann next to meadowsweet and valerian in the penumbra.

My very special pride, although only half wild, was an Immortellen shrub. This had "survived" in the meager garden, when I took it over, beside all the wild herbs as one of the few plants.
Had my predecessor probably not a particularly green thumb.
And so I peppelte this small Currystrauch and the other remaining wild plants with much love again.

For many others, most of my garden was just weeds and a wild mess that even scared them: "Could but the seeds, the "weeds" fly into their garden and contaminate him..."

I loved my weed garden, as I called him affectionately, as he was very.
I gave nature a lot of space in my garden, because she also gave me a space to be with this garden.

It was most beautiful when the sun went down, everything became quieter and the shadow of the night a dark green veil over the apparent but beautiful mess of my garden, laid.

This mess under this dark green veil, smelled after watering on a hot summer day, just wonderful spicy-sweet and earthy-green.
I smelled the sweet-sour-spicy scent of the curry bush (immortelle) paired with the perfume-like woody-spicy scent of lavender and the sweet vanilla-like jasmine from the neighbor's garden, and many more spicy-herbaceous-sweet nuances.

This whole mess of different green scents was just magical, let me breathe deeply, gave me contentment and security.

I felt at one with nature...

I unfortunately had to give up my garden for private reasons.

Remained to me is a borrowed but well-founded herbs and plants and the love for fragrant herbs and woody plants, which I can now revive with the help of perfumes.

Eau Noire is one of them.

In Eau Noire I smell a wild, herbaceous, woody and damp garden at night.

Eau Noire is a fragrance that scores over its sillage. It is not a fragrance that you smell directly, unless you just want to inhale the full load of immortelle. Why not ...?

Best of all, this scent comes into its own in the tail.
For this reason, I like to spray me Eau Noire in the neck, on the back or the back of the knees. So blows me, half a day, with every movement the delicate scent of immortelle, lavender and green vanilla.

"I'm so glad to have found you again, my dear, wild weed garden at night. Your dark green soul enclosed in a wonderful 'water of the night'."

"Even though you will not be with me for long, dear "black water", as you have sadly been discontinued, I enjoy every hour with you, remembering the beautiful times in my weed garden."

"Only at night do dreams come true
Because the moonlight stars stand better
At night we have a dream
And we make plans to live it"
(By Night/Beginner)

Thank you for the testing opportunity, dear Parfumo Ripley.

Dark green greetings
Your MissChippie