PENHALIGON S Clandestine Clara Eau De Parfum Spray 75ml

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The selection was clear, factory workers did not suit her, as a prostitute she would have had to give up her self-determination and would have married - if at all - a nobleman, who as is well known is sown rarely and rarely used to marry idiosyncratic ladies who have already clearly exceeded the age of 20. To my nose this is a patchy, boozy semi-gourmand that smells just like the notes list suggests. I just can't believe that patchouli is the least voted note on here right now, it's the strongest note to me. This patch is dry and earthy. At first I found it too dusty in the opening, but then I noticed it's smoother when you do a small spray from afar. Then the patch feels just dry enough to balance the very warm vanilla and keep the scent from going too foody. I think some unnamed woodsy notes also add a little balancing sharpness. It is powerful in the beginning but fades in the middle. As the boozy blast tames, I catch the divine nuance between the musk’s whiteness and the cinnamon’s spiciness. The two things work very well together, with the musk kindness ruling the cinnamon sweetness. Later, a few floral notes, likely powdery roses and irises, jump in with a smoky nuance typical of the incense. The cinnamon stays warm, homey and spicy, and perfectly matches the powdery nuance.

Rum is definitely the other key note in this. It's intoxicating, rich and round, with a lush, humid texture that makes the scent so much more lively and fun. Together with the cinnamon it creates a hot, almost fiery sensation, which I love but don't find in perfumes too often. Another beautiful winter warmer in Penhaligons' Portraits collection. I don't love Clara quite as much as Yasmine and Constance, but I like her a lot. Well, Margaret is also a girl who wants to hear nice words from a fine gentleman like you," said Clara. It had a lightning fast opening, and then the projection and intensity of the notes subdued: it got lost in vanilla haze of honeyed amber with moderate richness and depth but was still an airier, lighter-weight scent compared to other honey-heavy amber scents I’ve tried in the past. The cinnamon spice came in and out of focus, while the vanilla was most noticeable at a distance (the amber was more present closer to my skin). The drydown was slightly musky amber-vanilla and was hard to detect on my skin after eight hours of wear. Application The rum scent is softened by the musk and the amber-patchouli blend, which gives the sweet-spicy gourmand scent a powdery note that is clearly present for me. Simply Divine. Not at all alcohol impregnated, but fine and noble.Clara had to laugh out loud. However, Margaret actually looked over at them all the time, albeit with a slightly bored, expressionless expression. Or she didn't want to let it be known that while Clara and George were "busy" she had thrown the car keys, an empty glass in which rum had been filled shortly before and the ashtray with the remains of the expensive cigars from the small side table next to the sofa down to the floor... which cats always do...

But it was precisely this wild temperament of Clara that Lord George appreciated so much about her, who did not really love his wife, Lady Blanche, anyway, and knew that she was only after his money. Clara, on the other hand, liked him just as he is, without showing any interest in his money. Even if it wasn't real love, it was still a "nice" acquaintance. It had moderate projection for the first half hour with light sillage, but it hovered only a few inches above my skin after an hour of wear. I could detect it on my skin for about eight hours. Personal Thoughts

The cat meowed again and Lord George could have sworn he heard some kind of satisfaction from the cat meowing. answered already. Comments alerting us to typos or small errors in the post are appreciated (!) but And again, love at first sniff. Do I have to worry slowly, that I fall more and more to the expensive niche fragrances? Is there more than one "love at first sight"? I'm afraid I can only answer "YES" to that question. Like a butterfly, I fly from scent to scent, falling in love over and over again. Of course, there are also fragrances that I don't like at all, but I'm just not talking about those. The bottle! The bottle is similar to the normal Penhaligon's bottles, as it is also cylindrical. Although the shape varies slightly from the normal flacons, the most striking feature is the golden cap, which shows a different animal head in all the portrait fragrances. Here you can see the head of a

Cinnamon and musk - both from the big bag of course - correspond excellently with the "appearance" scents. So she is also surrounded by a proper portion of rum and underlines its spice here still with hot-blooded vanilla: but yes nevertheless - so it must be! Uh-huh... but I can do things that probably not even the princess can do!", Clara replied snippily. Just when Lord George had said this, a loud meowing suddenly came from the sofa. A cat was on it and looked at Lord George expectantly. Clara is the emancipated woman of the Edwardian era. When woman was actually still "angel in the house" and was happy when her husband granted her "a room of one's own", she already lived alone and earned her money herself.

Nothing, except that you two have a lot in common and you are rebellious women," Lord George said, "And damned attractive you both are too!" Which Lord George was not wrong about, since Lady Blanche was actually already planning the murder of him, albeit for his money, and not because of the affair, which would only be a scandal for the British aristocracy if it came out and it was clear that Lord George was not always the fine, infallible gentleman... but that was another story.... But like every evening Clara goes home alone, to her own little apartment, paid for by her own little money. She hangs out her dress, she can afford the services of a laundress and she does so with the greatest satisfaction. Tomorrow she will wear another one, and with the best will in the world she cannot bear the smell of her dress after a day's work in her apartment overnight. She goes to bed at dawn, freshly washed and completely unscented.