Schwerelos

I got the scent from a magazine sample. As a subscriber I got an 8ml sample for free, but exactly in that week we had bought our house. And whoever has ever bought an old house knows that not only the purchase but also the preparation costs real money. Money, which is then missing for perfume.

I wore this wonderful fragrance for Christmas and wanted to put it on my wish list for the coming year.

I used the sample quite sparingly and swore to buy the perfume again. With 20, 30 Euro I would not have thought, but the 70 Euro would have been missing somewhere

Half a year later, everything was set up, the biggest alterations were done and the account was out of the woods (i.e. everything was paid for and everything was light and airy), a branch of the local perfumery was closed and merged with a larger one. Consequently there was a 50% discount and there I saw it, the perfume of my desire: The big bottle of the perfume I had been adoring for half a year. In the few minutes of the lunch break I grabbed Narciso's edpp, took Noa from Cacharel (I have a weakness for offers) and hurried home with my treasure in the evening

Surely I will have used up a third of the fragrance, and as much as I like it, it is not a fragrance for me for every day. That's not even the price, I've already seen it for about 40 Euros in duty free.

Its great strength is also its great weakness: this powdery nature does not always suit me, not to me. I love powdery scents, and he laid the foundation for my second love next to oriental scents. But as much as I love him, sometimes he really gets on my nerves, I need variety. But I guess we're all pretty much alike here. :-)

I find the bottle very tasteful, this restrained and at the same time elegant. In addition there is this wonderful powdery colour, in whose tone I have long and unsuccessfully searched for processes for my make-up room (in the end it became the pink from the normal edp). With these simple shapes, I find it hard to do the splits, to be stylish and not boring - but the solid-colored bottle is a feast for the eyes and fits wonderfully on my make-up table.

The smell is a bit strong for me at first, I perceive quite a lot of alcohol. But with the time it evaporates, leaving behind a cloud of powder whose musk is very harmonious without taking someone's breath away. Some musk scents seem cheap, synthetic and are literally breathtaking - Narciso is different. It is creamy, soft and enveloping, but dry with a floral quality at the same time. Depending on the state of the day I smell different components, which makes the fragrance so exciting.

Interestingly, I have never received a comment for him - no praise, no blame. Probably he even gets lost in everyday life, but gives me an incredible wow feeling. With him I feel like an actress from the old days, who was dusted with a huge powder puff and who men only wave at from afar because she seems to float above everything above the ground.
Maybe that's why the fragrance hasn't become an everyday scent, it's too special for me to get lost in any everyday life. I do not consciously spare it, but only at special moments I use it gladly and consciously. It doesn't even have to be the big entrance (although I always wear it at artistic performances, as it gives me self-confidence), but also on days that seem to be difficult or when I take my husband out for dinner. It's like the expensive handbag that's too good for everyday life - although I find it a pity to save things like perfume, since the risk of tipping over is omnipresent.

Therefore I use it on days when I feel like it and wear it with pride and draw a part of my aura out of it. It has a good durability, which is why it does not need to be replenished during the day - which is also helpful on important and stressful days at work.

It is one of those fragrances that enriches my life and I wouldn't want to be without it. I like to buy new fragrances, and when they are empty, others come - but this one and Noa are essential (and Noa absolutely must be bought again, because there is only a hint of nothing left).

If you go for an elegant powderiness, this fragrance will do everything right. I hope it will stay with us for years - for me it is the only wearable NR fragrance for ladies. Not for girls, not for hipster ladies - it's a women's perfume and for me it doesn't go with any jeans, but it does go with a black dress and a black handbag, although ballerinas are sometimes allowed as a break in style for the perky one. :-)

At the beginning of the week a newsletter fluttered into my inbox, after which Yves Rocher launched a new perfume and you could test it for free. I was excited like a shot because the components sounded very interesting. As soon as patchouli is part of it, I'm usually curious, but I also like iris.

My test flacon corresponds to the miniature-size original flacon and is just as unadorned. What has become of YR, they used to have such beautiful flacons that were unique? In those days, the purchase was often determined by the shape. But okay, I digress.

Today I tested the fragrance on my wrist for the first time, and I must warn you: it is a first impression, and there will be no second one.

While from the bottle the fragrance smells mature and floral, but also a little playful (patchouli sends its greetings), the perception on the skin changes directly.

It feels in the nose as if the fruity components are struggling with the iris and patchouli - not a nice togetherness, but rather a wild bitchiness. In addition, the fragrance seems rather sweet, but the fruit has a rotten undertone. I asked my husband to sniff at my joint and he immediately pulled a face. "Smells kind of musty and rotten" was his conclusion. Fortunately the smell disappeared within 3 hours, which is something I am not used to from YR

The promise to make love to yourself with this fragrance has not come true for me. Now the fragrance does not match my preferences, and someone who likes fruity smells might even like it. But on my skin, it turns into a sticky, musty fruit salad, and I don't want to use up the bottle. If someone from my circle of friends likes it, I'll be happy to give it as a present - my opinion is not above others'. But Mon rouge! and I, unfortunately, will not be companions

This perfume is like the ghost of old times.
Back when it came out, it was far too expensive for us as schoolgirls to buy the perfume. But there were Christmas and birthdays, so a friend of mine gave me the cream erosion of the fragrance and the matching shower gel. How much I loved this fragrance, and with the fragrance on me I met my husband at that time. Not that I knew that anymore - but more about that later.

Suddenly the Üffes was no longer the "perfume dealer of my trust", because I moved to the big wide world, and in our new home there was a Douglas - and years of Üffes abstinence began.

It was only a few years ago that I began to test perfumes from this house again. For a long time, I was sneaking around Comme une evidence - and I was afraid that I might really like the fragrance from my youth. I rejected many other fragrances from my youth and labeled them as a youthful sin - and yet chance would have it that a free bottle did hop into my shopping cart. I knew that if my nose, trained in oriental fragrances, didn't like it, I could give it away again. And I was so excited - I didn't want to destroy the beautiful memory that sometimes bursts like a soap bubble when I buy a new one. And yet I felt the need to wear this fragrance again.

Yesterday came the latest delivery, and there was nothing I was looking forward to more than this perfume. The bottle looked much nicer than I remembered, it's good to hold, but it's not a masterpiece. At that price - whatever

I sprayed - and instantly saw images from my youth around me again. And immediately I was again shocked and in love with this smell, which is so floral, so fresh, that I thought it was not mine at all. And yet - the straight-lined scent remains and plays around you without being obtrusive.

It didn't take me five minutes when I ran to my husband in the garden, held my throat in front of his nose and said: "Smell!"
He sniffed and said: "You smell like when we first met, so innocent!"
Now our first meeting was over 16 years ago and I did not know which perfume I was wearing. But he smelled it and knew: That was it

Before we drove into the city today for a stroll, a splash was not to be missed - and I still perceive this delicate scent.

In contrast to my other hummers, the scent is like a finely woven veil, handmade lace made of fine silk threads. It has character, although I would never classify it as chypre - it is floral without a pungent rose sticking out. There is something creamy about him without being boring. While I don't like many of the components, I love this interplay of impressions and am happy to have a fragrance that I can wear great in the summer but also imagine to be good in the winter.

It's like the relationship with my best friend: We also lost sight of each other for a decade and a half, and bam - we found each other again and our friendship has been stronger than ever for years, even with 900km between us. Comme une evidence is the perfume to it, and because she likes rose scents so much, this scent will end up in her package for Christmas.

And so the circle is complete - a perfume that is called as a matter of course has naturally re-entered my life. And unlike some, he's come to stay..

Normally I do not describe fragrances until I have worn them for a while. This is not the case in the perfume at hand, and yet I dare to comment.

Do you know that, you smell a fragrance and you are sure you don't want to live another day without it? Until I found this fragrance, I did not know this immense passion for a fragrance. I have always liked many fragrances and have some that I would not want to miss anymore. And yet this inconspicuous, almost ugly bottle of liquid bliss is almost a sprayable blanket.

Now it wasn't that I tried this perfume in the shop, because I avoid the city centre wherever I can. In addition, for years I have imposed on myself to use up my products as much as possible and not to buy any more until I have come down to 3-4 perfumes.

Now I surely had the perfume in my shopping cart for weeks until I finally ordered it. Only 30ml, I was sure that I could not like it that much after all. I have been at war with YR fragrances for a long time and find many of them unoriginal. All the more I was attracted by the scent, as the components almost physically jumped out at me.

When I got it, I noticed the boring look again - but as with Sable Fauve, I wear the fragrance, not the bottle

A first spray made me dizzy. What was THAT? The scent was warm, soft and spicy. And on my body it became even softer (and every other nice adjective with w, as I just noticed :) ). You can smell the vanilla, but as warm and cuddly as hardly any other. And I like little vanilla, a lot smells like cheap vanillin to me. But here the vanilla smells grown-up, not leathery, whereby I can perceive a hint. Is that the pepper? You can smell the coffee too. It is not an espresso, but a light touch of the fine Café Crema from the coffee house. Anyway, the scent fits right here, in the fine society that is having a good time.

When I apply the fragrance, I feel incredibly sensual. It is not a headache scent, because I am very sensitive here. When I wear it, I am different, really self-confident and a woman in the middle of life. There are fragrances that smell so boring and yet good that I can't get the feeling. But here I feel strong and feminine, almost beautiful - and no fragrance has managed that yet!

The scent is not complex, and that's what I like about it. It is straightforward, you know what you are getting - from the beginning to the end. It becomes softer and lighter towards the end, and yet a touch of homesickness remains.

I've probably never before loaded a fragrance with so many positive adjectives, and yet I can't help it here. Does anyone else remember the lucky potion from Harry Potter? When it has a fragrance, it smells like Cuir de Nuit.

When I wear it and close my eyes, I see an oversized blanket above me. It is cosy and wraps me up, comforts me on bad days and warms my soul. I see a Viennese coffee house in front of me, fine ladies and smart gentlemen enjoying their delicious cakes and excellent coffee. Somewhere a whiff of cocoa still blows over, and I look at all the colourful hustle and bustle with a blanket over me.

I feel secure and that is exactly what the perfume is for me: a piece of home. Incredibly corny, I'm sure. But also honest and true.

In the end, the perfume lasts for a day, and on the scarf I can still smell it after two days. The silage, on the other hand, is not extreme; you have to get close to it to really notice it. But since only dear people come so close to us, this is perfectly fine.

If you are unsure whether you want to try this slightly oriental, slightly powdery but not extremely sweet and gourmand scent: If you like those grades, go ahead. If you like fresh, maybe still citric, this is certainly not your scent. And he's not right for a girl. I even think the older you are, the better it fits. He looks like a strong and well-behaved lady, respectable and noble. What does it matter if the scarf is from the rummage table - true style has no price tag

The perfume came to me as a gift. I had thought about buying it, but sometimes coincidence is a nice player.

The appearance of the flacon is not very attractive. Some drugstore waters have a nicer packaging, but in the end you can't smell the bottle. I hope that the glued label will remain presentable for a long time. If only it had been designed a little more on Reteo!

The first smell was very booming for me. I was scared, because somehow I had expected something softer when putting it together. But when the first buzz is over, a nice warm smell remains. It is not complex, and development is also more than restrained. However, the smell reminds me of old perfumes of YR, it smells strongly of that typical YR smell I always liked. Whatever it is, it is not really an overwhelming fragrance, but a solid everyday scent.

After about three hours it loses intensity close to the body, on clothing it remains well perceptible even after hours. It changes from a slightly oriental wummser to a cuddly scent, it is a perfect match for winter.

It wouldn't be a fragrance I really need. But he's not someone who necessarily has to leave me. Since I still have it fresh, I have to load it with stories. It is still like a white leaf that still wants to be painted. I'm waiting to see what colors this fragrance will eventually wear