Verbeene

close your eyes. a cool, citric breeze blows around you. cool and dark. a night breeze in april. it carries with it the notion of flowers. sand. damp herbs.
tea tips.
quiet
like an echo of a hot day
silent as the atrium of dreams
tender and alive like your trembling mirror image in the nightly lake
clear as dewdrops
moon dew

if elegance is the free dance of energy, tranquility, freshness, inspiration.... leave out everything unnecessary -
then this fragrance is elegant.
the bergamot, flanked by mugwort and mint appears soft and fresh, not a bit pungent... more like velvet
jasmine seems to puff up the scent from inside like a gentle cloud.
the aroma of the osmanthus flowers is robbed a little of its sweetness by the mate note and gets a structure.
the base lasts long--on one feather two days- in delicious creamy freshness.
quiet is all that, haunting, perfectly composed and elegant.
weightless elegance with relaxed charm. enchanting.