Giorgio Eau De Toilette

apparently I never reviewed Giorgio, one of my most favorite perfumes of all time! my straight twinbrother would say your no.1. and I guess he is right. once as a nurse in the Academic Hospital in Rotterdam at an ICU he said to a collegue: 'You are wearing Giorgio'. no one had ever noticed nor said anything about it. she asked how he knew... 'well it's the favorite of my gay twinbrother'. they both had to laugh. and I guess it is true. but always in close proximity to Obsession, Poison and Coco. yet if I HAD to choose, then Giorgio. I start the review with another anecdotal event. I FYSICALLY REMEMBER I biked to work in the nightshift as a nurse (also) but never on an ICU: I would holler away screaming. in that time, 1981, I was 23 years old, towards 24, and it was in the evening air. I worked nightshifts one week working, one week off, and so on for 12 years. (we both have been nurses for 45 years). but during that biketrip to work I lifted my pulse up to my nose. I needn't do that gesture however. a 'Clôche' of fabulous perfume accompanied me, as seemingly I never smelled before. in the evening the White Flowers exude their perfume. this was what I smelled but then quadrupled and on steroids. and accompanied by what seemed a thousand other ingredients. (I love hyperbolic language, and what I recently saw here was someone who detested such reviews: he called it 'verbose' language) but you know ? it seems the only language possible to do these perfumes and particularly Giorgio and Poison justice, and in this case Giorgio, it made me happy, then and there and for many years to come. thát I remember evidentially and eventfully. the sheer Cocoon of Perfume around me and indeed, which seemed to foreshadow me as also leave a trail of chemical incidents behind me. the perfume of Giorgio mixed with the flowering shrubs in the Netherlands in the evening. it was only the beginning of the 1980s... Giorgio appeared to be a game changer, and the better I understood this was afterwards, when Obsession, Poison and Coco had arrived, and Knowing, Beautiful, Gem (vCleef&Arpels), Nahéma, First, Moschino Parfum de toilette, C'Est la Vie Christian Lacroix, Opium which predated these evil sisters as from 1977, Karl Lagerfelds parfum, Must de Cartier (also from 1981). but also in hindsight I now understand that there was another perfume, also with a Boy's, a Man's name, Charlie from 1975, which kind of paved the way for Giorgio. also from that perfume I had vivid memories from 1981 (that is when a nurse and me discovered it, in a psychiatric hospital) and we were using it liberally. only now do I understand it was paving the way for even more outspoken sisters. now about the notes of Giorgio. above we see the notes as they now are. there have been reformulations and I wouldn't say they did a bad job. but only to have known the Original Giorgio stems me happy (nevermind the reformulations and 'Produced in Spain' et cetera). and I have a good description of the original notes from Grace Hummel, from her inexhaustable website cleopatrasboudoir. blogspot.com. there she describes the origins of Giorgio and it was an affair for the Super Rich of the United States. let us start with the real, original notes. as she describes it: "the Giorgio Fragrance contained natural perfume oils including jasmine absolute, otto of rose, extract of gardenia, orange blossom, chamomile and patchoul". we ain't finished. "galbanum, green notes, apricot, orange blossom, peach, bergamot, mandarin. lily of the valley, hyacinth, carnation, orris, tuberose, gardenia, orchid, jasmine absolute, ylang-ylang, rose absolute. sandelwood, amber, chamomile, patchouli, musk, oakmoss, vanilla, cedar". so. now that that is out of the way we understand why this perfume is extraordinary. it's full name was Gale and Fred Hayman Giorgio Beverly Hills. Extraordinary Spray Cologne'. 1981. and of this juice I had the 'Cologne' (which already had the strength of perfume) but I also regularly bought the soaps (three Savons Parfumées for 100 guilders). the 90mL Cologne was also 100 guilders. I remember it all. and when it was launched, in 1981, the whole boulevard in Rotterdam was intoxicated and asphyxiated. later I saw a headline: 'Milan Asphyxiée'. and it would be the same with Obsession (1985), Poison (1984), Coco (1984). and all I bought was double. the same for my mother please. she really came from a poor youth from a region of Schiedam (for centuries the genever Capitol of the World). so I wanted to have her that Beverly Hills-Houston- NewYork- Paris and London experience. (not that she gave a crap about thát.) and she had the same gusto as I had. my poor dad with his very good nose as from a Wolf hahahahaha, he didn't knew where to hide. because when you had only the soap from Giorgio, Poison and Coco, and it was still packed and sealed, your whole house was bewitched and drugged. yes these were witches potions. Giorgio was particular in the sense that it predominantly had flowers, flowers, flowers. just for instance like Beautiful. and YSL's Paris (which I forgot to mention). but next to this, Giorgio (and Poison) were still something else. they predated the Sillage Monsters of today and then still were more nuclear. they were code 4 accidents of aromachemical events. they made no hostages, or it must have been us, those parfumistas (in these terms we never thought we were called at that time) who loved such perfumes. and they are the golden standard to which I always measured the following hookerperfumes to be 'laid'. Boudoir (1998), Allure (1999), Mahora from Guerlain (2000), Donna Karan by Donna Karan (1992) the Creeds of the 1980s and 1990s which came to drip in from the ethersphere (in thén, already somewhat wilthed boxes yet the boxes were so striking it didn't matter, but this to testify to their authentic age): Fleur de Bulgarie ( a rose perfume like no other but yet comparable with Guerlain's Nahéma and vCleef&Arpels's Gem), Jasmin Impératrice Eugénie, Jasmal, Irisia, Vanisia, Tuberose Indiana, Fleurissimo, Royal Delight, all, perfumes to knock you out of your shoes and with the same refinement and elegance and yes: Présentiste, Arriviste, Alarmiste, Hysterica to be reckoned with. then came Montale in 2003 with his Rose-Ouds which I all immediately loved. then other bitingly strong, inknifingly heady Nichiste perfumes. yet I bought myself in in the 1980s hookers. 1988: 'Giorgio Beverly Hills Red'. in the advertisement with Paulina Porizkova there was stated: 'wearing Red, everything else pales.' and I had at one time a nurse who came in a bathroom where I gave an elderly lady a bath, and who had already complimented me on my perfume, well the nurse got a coughing fit almost to never wake up from. thát strong those perfumes are. this is the story of Giorgio and the Unforgettable Perfume she is and shall always be. she and her sisters (Giorgio, Poison, Coco, Obsession predominantly) ruled supreme. those launching parties in Beverly Hills costed Millions of Dollars and were unrivalled. and I grew up in a Communist Milieu..... I think I am a person of extremes. that is just my life. as Madonna, Karl Lagerfeld, Gianni and Donatella Versace also accompanied me in my life. I still forget to mention from the 1980s Fred Hayman Beverly Hills '273' and Bijan Beverly Hills 'Bijan', from the expensive boutique where they had ties from $1.600 a piece. and of course Calvin Kleins Eternity. but Giorgio. that was something else, something from the Pleiades or another troposphere, trancedimentional hypersphere. (new april 23th, 2026) yesterday at an Apothecary (Medication Dispenser) a Lady went sitting next to me and I immediately said: 'that is Giorgio you are wearing'. and she said I was right. we exchanged some anecdotes about the perfume. what struck me most was the Super Imposement this perfume still made to its environment and it appeared as if nothing had changed since 1981. it wasn't so much 'Mémoire Involontaire' but just an actualisation of the Moment. this perfume defines the moment we're in. it doesn't so much draw you back but defines the Actuality if there are persons in it or not. and apparently there are always persons in it. it can be that Giorgio defines the person who wears it but with me it was always that we defined each other. I felt, and still feel it expresses ME. not in an egoistical manner but because you are here, you are present, it is a matter of Existence, Existentialism. and it was always such positive, happy, lucky, also remarkable and never invisible nor inaudible nor desensitivised, Event. I always had the feeling it was me who defined the Event. I think demure or introverted persons wouldn't be inclined to wear Giorgio but perhaps that is BS. it also can be that precisely withdrawn, secretive persons are inclined to wear Giorgio. also bc it is a beautiful fragrance. that occured to me yesterday morning. it simply was, and still is, that Fabulous Perfume, the perfume of sheer Fabulosity. I had the impression that nothing had changed with the perfume. but I know that is a machination of your guts, brains, heart. (I define persons not by their Brain solely.) my Soul sits in my Heart. and that is also where the realm of perfume sits, anyway with me. yet it seemed unaltered. I think they still maintain a beautiful Blueprint of this perfume and I guess, when I reminesced, it was stronger in 1981. even the packaged soaps (3 in a Set for Hundred Guilders) intoxicated your entire house when still in their boxes, shiny outerbox, cellophanes wrapped around them. then still the perfume was everywhere, conversating with the Poison Savon Parfumée and Coco Crème Parfumée Somptueuse and with the Obsession perfume.