Review by gimmegreen
Fine white porcelain ought to smell like this. Uncannily it evokes many of the aspects we associate with the colour white dryness, blankness, purity, the loss of borders. Its like a white marshmallow that turns to sweet dust on the tongue, the flavour being secondary to that crumbling, dissolving moment. The iris note is desiccated but true, somehow losing much of the vegetal carrot feel but maintaining the powdery (dusty?) otherness of this precious ingredient. The vanilla is to the fore (on first spray this can give the impression of being all about the vanilla); but smoky, somewhat bleached, without the usual warmth. The violets are barely there, like those violet pastilles where the senses strain to perceive the flavour of the thing beyond the sugar. The only familiar aspect is the Tauer amber, here making a late, discreet entry, providing the shoulder that pushes the other elements to the front, without distracting. The whole gives the impression of something tightly conceived and executed but it lacks volume and can fade into the background. It also seems to me to be too firmly a mood scent (the kind Id use on a quiet evening on my own) to make the successful transition into functional wear.

