Nanachka

I feel boiled potatoes sprinkled with dried dill. Not my cup of tea (a bowl of borscht).

Golden Star Vietnam Balm with sweet vanilla custard. Love it!

A minor mood for a walk in the autumn garden. Like a premonition of an inevitable parting. An achingly melancholic fragrance.

Flowers and fruits floating in an opalescent soap solution

Sharp white-floral, cologne-like, I feel neroli, jasmine and undeclared ambroxan in the base. Flat, the longevity is small. Not unique.