Sensitiv

When I close my eyes, I see a fluttering butterfly, to be precise, a peacock eye. Innocent and pure, an extremely fine light touch of vanilla from another world paired with a slight pure freshness and something very special that I cannot put into words. It reminds me of something that I have not yet identified. In the meantime, I am not quite sure if it has to do with another earlier fragrance or with a situation or a moment that is recalled by a stored emotion.
But what I am 100% sure of is that The Silk belongs to me and I will have it with me soon. :-)))))
Longevity and sillage are moderate, but that doesn't matter at all with something so special!
Big compliment to Marie Salamagne!

When I decided to plant a mirabelle tree in my garden, memories from my childhood came flooding back, spending delightful time at my grandma's mirabelle tree, admiring the small round yellow plums before popping them directly into my mouth from the tree. Mhhhmmm delicious.
Unfortunately, after a few years, the self-planted mirabelle tree had indeed grown impressively tall, but I waited in vain every year for the fruits. I admit I don't have a green thumb and not much experience with plum trees or any other trees or shrubs, but I was happy that it at least grew tall. I could see it through the window when I lay on the sofa.
After 6 years, we decided to move into an apartment. During the moving process, I took a little break on the sofa and actually saw through the window a single mirabelle on my mirabelle tree. Yes, yay, that belongs to me, I thought, and I considered how I could reach it without a ladder. I imagined leaning dangerously out of the window, stretching inch by inch to get to the mirabelle.
Nothing helped, I had to continue packing and disassembling furniture and so on, ugh, moving is really stressful and very exhausting.
The next day, my mirabelle was gone! A cheeky bird of prey or some other creature had sneaked up and without remorse or compassion simply snatched my only mirabelle that I had been waiting for years. What a mess!!!!
Suddenly, while packing my fragrance treasures, Monteil Paris Le Nouveau fell into my hands, and I started to perfume myself with it, and there it was, my stolen mirabelle along with the lovely memories of my grandma. My heart expanded, and I mentally stuck my tongue out at the culprit of the animal thief. Haaa!
How wonderfully soft, gentle, soothing, mirabelle-like, protective, pure, and even childlike this scent is. Yes, I admit it has a certain resemblance to The One, which would also fit my only mirabelle, hehe, but for me, it is and will always remain unique in its own way and story.

Now I'm writing the first comment on this perfume in December, which I used up in a flash during the summer. Hmmm maybe it's because I've been living under a fog blanket for 1.5 weeks and I'm already longing not for the sun, but directly for summer again.
I've just made myself comfortable on my sofa, looking out the window into the fog and imagining myself lying on a sun lounger in the Caribbean at the thought of Guess Girl Summer. I hear myself in my thoughts saying, ahhhhhh it’s so beautiful here. I'm currently eating a freshly peeled mango, it’s sweet and I'm wearing a vanilla orchid crown on my head. Everything is so beautifully green and the sea calms me and radiates a freshness towards me. I want to linger here until winter is over.....pssst please don’t wake me up!

In the first second after the first spray on the skin, it feels extremely sweet to me, shortly after that the green mandarin sets in, at this moment it becomes much fruitier and a slightly bitter note emerges. As soon as the orange blossom appears, it becomes a bit more lovable and softer.
Marshmallow makes the scent soft and cuddly. I don't know if it’s the same for you, but somehow I sometimes get a lacquer-like toxic little aftertaste in my nose. However, it only bothers me to a limited extent. The scent has something dark and profound about it, a dark deep little secret.

Longevity is fine and the bottle is kept simple; I really like this purplish-red. Otherwise, a great scent for a special, profound, and exciting woman ;-)

This fragrance starts off softly citrusy, it's like a vanilla cream with lemon, then transitions into orange blossom. I can also faintly detect strawberry. For me, it's a fairytale scent, incredibly sensual, soft, full of comfort, and there's also something mysterious and playful that lovingly resonates in this fairy tale.

With this fragrance, I feel incredibly feminine and mysterious, while the sweet, girlish aspect hasn't been lost. I am enveloped in a warmth of vanilla and amber with gentle flowers and a cloud-like powderiness.
Longevity is okay, could be better and last longer. The bottle is beautifully elegant and romantic.

Simply beautiful, I love this fragrance and it will always remain my number 1.