Mitsouko Extrait

for hours on end this perfume hovers around me. it is a perfume of Tristesse. we can call it a Chypre, a quasi-Amber perfume, a Floral and, or, also quasi-Floriental perfume. it has Forestrial features, also especially Meadowy and Orchardy features. it is a perfume of landscape with a lot of Greenery. but also a perfume of a Specific Inside. Rooms heavily cladded in Drapes of Damast, of thick Velvet with leather fauteuils. a perfume of Feuilles, Flowers, a Deck of Moss and Humus. we walk on the Forest Floor, finding a contingent Path, without looking or Searching, well, looking at Flowers that meet us and little herbs that make us humble. it is also a Parisian Perfume of the Hôtel Particulier Chambres de Mode and the Versaillan Labyrinths. before the flowers can evade first the fruits and especially the Peach, its soft and melancholic presence softening from whatever harsh was. Bergamote and Citruses give it the Hesperidic and Chypric Zing. this is also characteristic that these Fruits and already the Moss and Vetiver take the Flowers in Hostage but retro actively these, then again return with their Petal Powers, Roses, Jasmin, Ylang and Lilac. the perfume is so blended through and thoroughly through that we don't know where the one ends and the other begins. Spices and Cinnamon lend it a soft Orientalism and the Woodiness of Oakmoss and Vetiver prospect a Floor on which All can languourously dwell. ambery dream and meadowy fantasy, the aching Beauty comes from the love that is bemoaned and in that, heralded.