Tesla

In search of a clean fragrance, I found Crivelli. Papyrus and Absinthe eke out an existence in my bottling collection for half a year and have not really warmed up to me yet. Actually, I had already written off Crivelli for me, until I held Rose Saltifolia in my hands.

This fragrance triggers wanderlust in me. I'm drawn to Ireland's Atlantic coast, to the tranquil seaside town of Galway. It is a windy, but promising spring morning and Galway the last stage of our Ireland round trip. It will be the last holiday for some time, which is why it has become the room with balcony and sea view. I wake up early and open the huge window. The cool, damp air greets me, the sound of the sea breaks the nightly silence. The sun is just rising, illuminating the lush cumulus clouds that gently push across the sky like mountains. I watch the spectacle for a while longer, then I get chilly and retreat back to my warm hotel bed, my eyes fixed on the horizon and with the feeling of infinity in my heart.

Rose Saltifolia sends an intense rose scent into the race to start. The blood orange gives the rose with tart citrus note an exciting depth which is further supported by the pepper. Just before the wallflower, we turned in time to pick up some juicy seaweed on the way and wrap the cool composition in a soft cashmeran robe. Rose Saltifolia coolly caresses and leaves a tickle on the nose. The silage isn't very pronounced, though that doesn't bother me as much. The scent is almost linear on me, with the citrus diminishing a bit over time. The rose remains in the foreground, but never becomes a soloist.

Rose Saltifolia is for me an everyday nose flatterer and makes me want to deal with the other Crivellis yet again.