SoAnna

In a light white dress and barefoot she went into the garden. There stood her favorite tree - an old orange tree. The lush white blossoms gave off a magical scent that drew everyone to it from a distance. She took a green, leathery leaf from the tree and rubbed it between her fingers. A spicy scent rose to her nose. So she lingered a little longer, enjoying the wonderful moment. Then she picked a few blossoms and leaves from the tree and already had to go, because he would be coming soon! Today she had panna cotta, which she decorated with the blossoms and leaves of the tree. He sat there and ate the dessert with relish, the portion was way too big of course. Outside the sun was slowly going down, she rose and opened the window. A delicate scent of cedar trees that had been heating up in the sun all day slowly filled the room, mingling with the scent of the panna cotta leftovers, decorated with orange blossoms. So they sat at the table and talked and dreamed together until deep into the night.
A very nice fragrance to feel good with a bombastic durability 24+h.

Honestly, this version doesn't blow me away. Once sprayed into the crook of my arm, I first smell juicy mango for about 3 hours. Then the scent slowly changes and after about 5 hours I smell something lipstick-like. And about 12 hours later, there is only patchouli left. So the first 3 hours it was still nice, after that not so mine...

Narcotic Venus - the history of associations.
I am not a professional, but I have no reason not to trust the source I learned from that "Narcotic Venus" is a term for prostitutes who do it for drugs, not money.
Hm, for me now, that's not a name associated with seduction. But I have heard a lot of positive things about the fragrance and when the opportunity arose I ordered the fragrance. (At this point I would like to thank dear Terian for the sharing!)
Almost bursting with curiosity I sprayed some of the scent on my forearm - and the story started...
It started with flowers with a lot of green, super, super much green! The flowers were green, they weren't real flowers yet, they were more like flower buds, immature, carrying the potential of a beautiful flower, which were squashed, crushed, so that the smell of the plant juice drowned out everything else. Is it the being of the young girl, carrying the potential of a beautiful woman, but which is never even remotely seen by anyone, let alone acknowledged? Her tender, youthful nature trampled underfoot, sold for profit by the narcissistic society.
Then the fragrance took on a note that I thought I would never find in perfume. To my nose, it was definitely ammonia. Most of us associate it with a visit to the hair salon, but this smell can also be found in less beautiful, rather unhygienic places. The girl does not visit expensive restaurants where the toilets are perfumed like paradise gardens. These are places that not everyone would dare to enter. There are many like-minded people there, and she can also find her special customers there best.
Then the scent gets lost... On the one hand I was relieved about the rescue from the filthy toilet, on the other hand I was a little disappointed about the durability of the scent, but then!
Suddenly, as if from nowhere, a wonderful scent rises into my nose! It is a beautiful tuberose, nothing artificially sticky, nothing that would remind me of cheap chewing gum. It is a queen of tuberose, accompanied by some jasmine, sweet, but not too sweet and so creamy as if the flowers had taken a bath in the finest cream. This way the scent remains for my nose, simply beautiful! And I am reminded of Andersen's fairy tale "the little girl with the matches". Where the little girl was rescued from the heartless and hopeless present by her "beautiful" death and experienced security and happiness, even if it was only in her little, childlike head. Is this the end of our protagonist? A happy redemption from a dreary existence? A reward for what she had to go through in her short life?
The beautiful end of the fragrance now made me quite sad. Actually the whole story... and the whole fragrance?
If the name were different, you might be able to interpret something else into it. Was it perhaps the reason for the name change? I can only speculate... What do you think, dear perfumers? Those who didn't give up and read my very long comment until the end :D

We spread a lot of cucumbers all over the parquet floor and rubbed them in, but suddenly the doorbell rings - no time to clean up!
What do we do? We sprinkle old cocoa powder over it so that the guests don't notice it so much...
On the test strip nice and woody chocolaty. Unfortunately a very gurky smell developed on my skin.
I find him very unisex, if not more of a man's man. So I gave it to my husband

After the birth of my daughter, I only very slowly entered the world of fragrances again. Many things were too sweet, powdery, flowery, spicy, soapy, fresh, intrusive, etc. So I rarely wore perfume and it was very difficult to find one I liked. Even now I still cannot wear all the fragrances from my collection. But I have won my new Gabi with great pleasure. Nothing here is too much for my taste that would bother me. I smell pleasant and noble. There is simply no occasion where the scent wouldn't fit, so I wear it like I wear it for shopping, as well as for the Christmas and other festivities and I feel great!