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They are freedom-loving creatures, love the warmth and love to let the fresh wind blow around their noses.
They are sensitive, cuddly and gentle.
Graceful beings, bursting with positive energy, always trying to please those they are attached to.
The greyhounds have all this in common with "Donna - Levriero Collection" and so Trussardi's dedication to the Levriero, the greyhound (which, by the way, has adorned the brand's emblem since the founding of the fashion house), fits perfectly with one of its most famous and popular fragrances.

This fragrance loves the sun, loves the fresh air around it and nestles blissfully against its owner.
Outside, he plays around his wearer with a subtle citric and lovely floral pattern, dances elegantly around her with every breeze, while inside on the couch he snuggles up close to her; warming, vanilla soft and intimate.
Rainy days and cold and wet weather may "Donna - Levriero Collection" just as little like the greyhounds do.
Just as they put on their ears in bad weather and reluctantly leave the comfort of their home with their tail stuck, the scent withdraws tightly onto the skin and seems to stiffen a little. But even the slightest ray of sunlight awakens it to new life.
Never too intrusive in its subtle sweetness, this perfume always maintains a balance between feminine elegance and playful lightness. All around beautiful and pleasing without chumming-up.

Those who know the traditional "Donna" will certainly like the "Levriero Collection" as well.
For my taste, the opening is a bit smoother in terms of the citric and the Intense perfume is also much rounder, softer and more balanced than the standard version, which I also appreciate very much.

And for those who, like me, are thoroughly addicted to greyhounds, the bottle alone is a must anyway ;-)

Deep reach your roots
deep into the dark, chocolaty tender-bitter earth
There you will find peace, there you will find Halt
There the fine powdery dust of cocoa lies on your soul
envelops them and gives comfort
dries the tears
And while a touch of rum still plays with your lips
makes them smile
you notice how the bitterness disappears
the heaviness falls away from you
Only sweet lightness remains
and bliss
and this wonderful little love...

The evening is leaning, the sun is going to rest.
The fog slowly rises from the warm summer meadows and the glowing sunset of the sky gradually changes into a soft grey blue while the first stars start to sparkle.
The world breathes deeply, breathes out the day and in the night.
The beautiful singing of the nightingale rises above everything, clear and bell-like as the day, refreshing and melancholic dreamy as the night.
Full of life and charm, every single note touches my heart, resonates in me. I listen and drift on the melody, lose myself completely in it.
And just like the singing of the nightingale, "Sogno d'Amore" is for me.
He unites so much in himself, is sunlight and star shine, is joy of life and melancholy, is dream and awakening at the same time.
Still wetted by the fresh morning dew is the creamy white lily it contains, surrounded by a beguiling nectar-sweet aura. Opulent, but never intrusive.
Bedded on musk, surrounded by a touch of patchouli.
This fragrance melts into the skin. Touching, intensifying, seductively innocent.

For a long time it sounds in me... like the singing of the nightingale...



https://youtu.be/QCGj0qQIXJY

Pam PamPamPam... PamPamPam... PamPamPamPaaaaaaaaammmmmm...
Well, who recognized the intro?
Honestly, is it because I am a child of the '80s or do you also read the sonorous name "The Eyes of the Tiger" and immediately have the first few bars of Survivor's "The Eye of the Tiger" to the movie of the same name (the 3rd part of the Rocky series with Sylvester Stallone and Mr. T.) in your ear?
Idiotic, because it creates a perfect misassociation!
Gucci's "Tiger Eyes" have nothing to do with the struggle for survival on the street, the challenge of asserting yourself against your opponent, or the thrill of a fight. It is not an exciting perfume in that sense, but rather a pure cuddly scent!
Here Alberto Morillas shows once again that he is really good at cuddly fragrances and he is a master of the balance of amber and vanilla. Have you ever smelt anything? Yep... at least not with Gucci. In my opinion, this fragrance stands out a bit from the other styles of the brand. These "tiger eyes" do not pierce you with their gaze, but rather touch you gently and tenderly. The cistus rose and the suspicion of an unlisted hint of musk (my nose matches that of Yatagan) give them a special sparkle that reflects a hint of subtle eroticism and perhaps a little bit of hunting pleasure. Probably rather a tigress with particularly flirtatious eye impact the perhaps a little rollig is?
The fragrance is in any case persistently cuddly and captivates with its sweet-ambry smoky soft aura.
Had Rocky hung up on him for his fight with Mr. T., then the two would certainly not have come out of the clinch and if they did, it would probably have ended in an invitation to a candlelight dinner..

Ladies and gentlemen, we haven't had anything like this before. That went like lightning! Have you seen it, pardon me, smelled it? I'm convinced many of you didn't even notice it so quickly.
Here again for all those who missed this memorable moment, in slow motion:

There he sprints onto the skin playing field dressed in nothing but an almost eucalyptus-like resinity and grabs a good pinch of wood the next moment. The fuck did! The olfactory nerve security is trying to capture him... But wait, what's he doing now?! He hooks an almost greasy lipstick note! Unbelievable that he got his act together...And he's fast, damn fast...
That can't be! The olfactory nerve security just can't get their hands on him! What the hell's going on? Gentlemen! I can't believe it!!!! This has never happened before! He's pulling! He's actually pulling the blank! On the upper tiers it becomes quiet, the tension rises. They now smell it only very close, very powdery warm, slightly balsamic sweet, still with a hint of resinous wood, but above all with a clear musk note...
He runs to the exit uuuuuand... away isser!

Dear Audience,
They witnessed probably the shortest spectacle of the entire perfume world championship. Who would have expected something like this...
Wait a minute We just got a message in...

The ominous speedster, which today offered us a fun little interlude, is apparently known under the name "Naïviris" and quite obviously part of a group called "Collection Noir". He's a fugitive.

Before we continue our transmission we say goodbye to the commercial break. Stay tuned...