Nuriyel

I love leather perfumes. From strong to light, dark black SM dungeon leather whips to the bright leather interior of a new car. La Vestiaire Velours is a stylish middle ground here. Far from an animalistic beast, but more refined than new, clean leather seats and handbags, like those from Bottega Veneta.

The suede scent of a theater dressing room on a premiere night is how I imagine the setting of La Vestiaire Velours. Many well-kept suede jackets, slightly rough and velvety, a bit smoky in the nose, but cool because their wearers have been watching the reinterpretation of "Waiting for Godot" for half an hour. In addition, there are very present iris and jasmine from well-perfumed ladies' coats, which adds elegance to the whole. Apparently, one or two theater guests enjoy orthodox masses, as that must be where the hint of incense in the small room comes from. In the end, everything is warmly rounded off by a musk note, which almost reminds me of the scent of skin, skin that slips back into the expensive jackets after the premiere and warms itself in them, just like I do in this fragrance,

I received it as a sample because I had indicated leather as my favorite note in an online shop. I was all the more puzzled by the fragrance pyramid of this scent and had no great expectations of it. Now it has become one of my new favorite leather treasures, but of the cultivated kind. It is quite intense and captivating on me, and since that doesn't bother me, I also wear it during the day. The sillage and longevity impress me; after about 7 hours, it was still perceptible, which I don't usually experience with such floral scents. I am truly deeply in love with my theater dressing room and can only recommend it if leather is your open or secret passion, but you don't want to scare anyone with it.

Phew, my first comment on such a size in the world of fragrances. First of all: Yes, I like it. However, it seems my nose is giving me something completely different than many of its fans. Narcotic Poison with all its sinful apple symbolism, hypnotic, lascivious, rarr! This message reached me before I had it on my skin for the first time, and that was also my expectation; I hadn't looked at the fragrance pyramid until then.

A delicious, deep coconut cream pot, velvety, soft, and cuddly. It makes me crave dessert and then a midday nap; NP feels so soothing and relaxing to me. There’s nothing wrong with that; as a confessed gourmand lover, this suits me perfectly. But it really lacks sex appeal for me. The coconut is so creamy and powerful that I can barely detect a slight fruity hint from the apricot. The heart note was completely skipped; the blossom is directly overwhelmed by almond marzipan and vanilla. All of this, however, is not clumsy but somehow cool and elegant; perhaps those are the traces of blossom that I still perceive. But I definitely understand its admirers, especially regarding sillage and longevity; it’s an incredibly high-quality fragrance.