![]() ![]() Whereas, know is a strong word, but I intend to know what I'm talking about when I talk about perfumes and my life.įirst of all, you may not get along with this lady. There are stories about some people remembering their past lives. Adult and mysterious, floral but with a certain punch. An adult rose that was broken off and once beautifully bathed in incense and breaded with pepper, clove and patchouli. Portrait of a Lady is for me just not the normal classic rose fragrance, but much more. Portrait of a Lady just.Īctually, now would come the part where I think to myself, "Yes, typical rose perfume, just right for Mom". Portrait of a Lady so, my first associations with it are ladies from the time Baroque, sitting still to be painted. You can probably already guess how this review ends.īefore I give the bottlings to my mom, I always treat myself to a sample sniff. Actually.Īnd actually I had ordered the bottling for my mom, I like to do that sometimes, like L'eau À la Rose or Crystal Flowers, two of her favorites. Weird, I know, but the scent of the fresh rose is just a different one for me than in most perfumes. Actually.Īctually, the rose is still my favorite flower, I even wear it as a tattoo. Hidden in there somewhere like, the mixture makes it, but usually I always give samples of rose perfumes to my mom. It was probably Prince TancrediĪctually, I am not so the fan of rose perfumes. The only time I smelled it on someone was in Milan, in Via della Spiga. "Take it, it will help you", said the lady at my favourite perfumery. I rarely use it, but it's good that I have it. I resisted it for a long time, I'm not at all the type for heavy wood patchouli rose fragrances, at some point it just hit me, I needed something against the daily banality of being. Mon Dieu, it's the little marquise who has been gossiping too much, quick, where is my rose scent.my heavy, deafening rose scent, otherwise I can't stand it. And may it be hushed up, do you understand me? C'est une ordonnance Eventually, however, the thick, already stagnant blood began to gush from underneath. They had fun, but always in style, they murdered, but behind the thick silk curtain. Not fat and lavishly overloaded, but majestic and austere - just as one danced pavane at the court of Versailles. The light-dark billowing Caravaggio under the fragrances, simply magnificent. An adventurer who abandons himself to instinct, Dominique Ropion is also extremely rigorous in the final stages of the formulation of each of his fragrances.A terribly beautiful masterpiece. What makes Ropion's work special is the mix of precision and freedom, and his quest to create new, harmonious accords by pairing ingredients, which are polar opposites. An accord of clove, blackcurrant and raspberry binds the perfume together for a final characterful brushstroke.ĭominique Ropion trained at the legendary Roure Bertrand Dupont laboratory before going to work with Jean-Louis Sieuzac, one of the perfumery world's great technicians. Beneath, a bed of patchouli heart imbued with sandalwood and frankincense. Charm that emanates from within, boldly depicted without an expressive portrayal of modern grace.Īt the fore, an exuberant dose of Turkish rose- 400 flowers per 100ml bottle, no less. ![]() At once timeless and resonant with today, here is a scent that speaks of her innate sophistication. Consider perfume a portrait of its wearer: the sound of her voice, her gaze, the way she plays cards. ![]()
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