Sometimes I wonder why I even try reviewing perfumes when my opinion of the same perfume tends to vary. OK, it's not like I go from liking something to hating something, but it's not rare for me to think I absolutely love something, then to testi it again and think, yes, it's ok, I like it, but why did I think I loved it so much?
Luckily for me, that part of it's good but not great didn't last long with Jardin du Poete. It was only a blip on the screen (or arm to be exact). :)
I mean, it smells green.
Green, grapefruity and well, cypressy, but in my case, every tree of the evergreen sort translates in my mind into fir-like. :) OK, so I still can't tell the difference. I'm learning...
This is also the perfume where it became obvious for me that I really work better with deciphering perfumes when I have no access to notes.
If I see the notes, then I keep trying to smell them and transfer my experience into them. When I don't have them, I write down what I can smell.
In this case, what I smelled was green, bitingly citrusy, I thought lemon peel, until I caught the grapefruit smell. And well, like I said, fir-like. Only the fir I smelled was actually a cypress. :)
It slowly loses the initial intensity while retaining the initial notes until it hits the real drydown where the warm, hay-like vetiver gets in.
It sort of fills the whole between what cologne should smell like if it were a perfume.
I love it for the freshness it brings. It instantly makes the heat back away and it lets you get some fresh air into your lungs.
It's perfect for the summer but in my case, it will also be perfect for my spring quest for greenery and freshness.
Notes: orange, grapefruit, basil, angelica, immortelle, pink pepper, cypress, vetiver, musk.
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