The original vintage juice in the triangular bottle is stunning. The nuanced progression of the opening florals practically requires a play-by-play sports announcer to describe accurately. To oversimplify, I get a heart of marigold with rose with two kinds of ongoing highlights – (a) lighter floral notes from jasmine/iris and (2) spicy notes from patchouli, oakmoss, and perhaps a tiny touch of a cooking spice. This is enveloped in a smooth sandalwood and light musk. Genny has an ambiguity to it. It has a boldness borne of complexity but stays within itself without ostentation. In my own personal Platonic realm of pure forms there would be phases of Genny's progression where I would turn down the patchouli a notch, particularly in the dry-down, but this at least makes Genny plausibly unisex. In any event, in the real world, its hard to come by a more ideal experience.
The sister fragrance of Aromatic Elixir, it's a great and sophisticated fragrance too.
This scent is not only obscure but a fantastic find that few, if any, will recognize. Its notes are suspiciously similar to Ungaro's Diva, having the same hint of creaminess, yet the drydown has a certain something to it that results in a very femine, sophisticated fragrance that, to me at least, wins the race to the finish line in competition with its more notarious Big Sister Diva. It never really got off the ground in the U.S., which is more the pity for such a beautiful perfume.