PureNeugier

They are freedom-loving creatures, love warmth, and enjoy feeling the fresh wind on their noses.
They are sensitive, affectionate, and gentle.
Graceful beings, bursting with positive energy, always striving to please those they are fond of.
All of this is shared by the greyhounds with “Donna - Levriero Collection,” and thus 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 their most well-known and beloved fragrances.

This scent loves the sun, loves the fresh air around it, and snuggles up to its owner with delight.
Outside, it plays around its wearer with a subtle citrus note and lovely floral hints, dancing elegantly with every breeze, while inside it cuddles closely on the couch; warming, vanilla-soft, and intimate.
Rainy days and damp, cold weather are just as unwelcome to “Donna - Levriero Collection” as they are to the greyhounds.
Just as they lay their ears back and, with their tails tucked, reluctantly leave the comfort of their home in bad weather, the fragrance retreats closely to the skin and seems to stiffen a bit. But even the smallest ray of sunshine brings it back to life.
Never too intrusive in its subtle sweetness, this perfume always maintains a balance between feminine elegance and playful lightness. Beautiful and pleasing all around without being obsequious.

Those who know the conventional “Donna” will surely also appreciate the “Levriero Collection.”
In my opinion, the opening here is a bit smoother regarding the citrus, and overall the Intense version feels much rounder, a bit softer, and more balanced than the standard version, which I also hold in high regard.

And for those, like me, who are utterly enamored with greyhounds, the bottle alone is a must ;-)

Deeply your roots reach
deep into the dark, chocolatey bittersweet earth
There you find peace, there you find support
There the fine powdery dust of cocoa settles on your soul
enveloping it and providing comfort
drying the tears
And while a hint of rum still plays with your lips
bringing a smile to them
you notice how the bitterness fades away
the heaviness falls off you
Only sweet lightness remains
and bliss
and this wonderful 'little love'...

The evening is drawing near, the sun is settling down.
The fog slowly rises from the summer-warm meadows and the once glowing twilight of the sky gradually shifts into a delicate gray-blue as the first stars begin to twinkle.
The world takes a deep breath, exhaling the day and inhaling the night.
The beautiful song of the nightingale rises above everything, clear and bell-like as the day, refreshing and melancholic, dreamy like the night.
Full of life and charm, each individual note touches my heart, resonates within me. I listen and drift along with the melody, losing myself completely in it.
And just like the song of the nightingale, "Sogno d'Amore" is for me.
It unites so much within itself, it is sunlight and starlight, it is joy of life and wistfulness, it is dream and awakening at the same time.
Still moistened by the fresh morning dew is the cream-white lily that it holds within, surrounded by an intoxicatingly nectar-sweet aura. Opulent, yet never intrusive.
Nestled on musk, enveloped by a hint of patchouli.
This fragrance literally melts into the skin. Touching, intensifying, seductively innocent.

It lingers within me for a long time..., like the song of the nightingale...

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Pam... PamPamPam... PamPamPam... PamPamPaaaaaaaaammmmmm...
So, who recognized the intro??
Honestly, is it because I'm a child of the '80s or do you also hear the resonant name "The Eyes of the Tiger" and immediately think of the first few notes of Survivor's "The Eye of the Tiger" from the movie of the same name (the third part of the Rocky series with Sylvester Stallone and Mr. T.)?
Ridiculous, because it creates a complete misassociation!
Gucci's "Tiger Eyes" have nothing to do with the struggle for survival on the streets, the challenge of wanting to assert oneself against an opponent, or the thrill of a fight. It's not an exciting perfume in that sense, but rather a pure cuddly scent!
Here, Alberto Morillas once again shows that he really excels at creating scents with a cuddly factor and skillfully showcases the balance of amber and vanilla. Have you smelled it all before? Not quite..., at least not with Gucci. Because in my opinion, this fragrance does stand out a bit from the brand's usual style. These "Tiger Eyes" don't pierce you with their gaze, but rather brush against you softly and tenderly. The cistus and the hint of an unlisted touch of musk (my nose agrees with that of Yatagan) give it a special sparkle, reflecting a trace of subtle eroticism and perhaps just a tiny bit of hunting instinct. More like a tigress with particularly flirtatious eyes who might be a little in heat?
The scent is certainly persistently cuddly and enchants with its sweet-ambery smoky soft aura.
If Rocky had worn this for his fight with Mr. T., the two surely wouldn't have gotten out of the clinch, and if they did, it would probably have ended in an invitation to a candlelight dinner...

Ladies and gentlemen, we have never seen anything like this. That was lightning fast! Did you see it, pardon, smell it? I am convinced that many of you didn’t catch it properly in such a short time.
Here it is again for everyone who missed this memorable moment, in slow motion:

There he sprints onto the skin field, dressed in nothing but an almost eucalyptus-like resinousness and, in the next moment, grabs a hefty pinch of wood. What a punch! The scent nerve security is trying to catch him... But wait, what is he doing now?! He makes a turn towards a nearly greasy lipstick note! Unbelievable that he managed to take that curve... And he is fast, damn fast...
This can’t be! The scent nerve security just can’t get a hold of him! What’s going on? My gentlemen! I can’t believe it!!! This has never happened here before! He’s stripping! He’s actually stripping!
In the upper ranks, it becomes silent, the tension rises. They can only smell him now up close, all powdery warm, slightly balsamic sweet, still with a hint of resinous wood, but above all with a distinct musk note...
He runs to the exit and... he’s gone!

Noooooo! They’ve got him! They finally caught him! Incredible!! What a twist!

Dear audience,
You were witnesses to perhaps the fastest spectacle of the entire perfume world championship. Who would have expected something like this...
Wait... We are just receiving a report...

The ominous streaker, who provided us with a fun little interlude today and suddenly disappeared after a 5-hour skin arrest, during which he remained very quiet, is apparently known under the name “Naïviris” and is obviously part of a group called “Collection Noir.” He is considered at large.

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