UPDATE: Well, it seems I need to pay more attention to all the texts concerning fragrances I try as I managed to completely miss what the name of this one means. 🙂 As it’s not in English but in French (which also means I’ve been pronouncing it wrong – at least that was only in my mind).
Thanks to Carol for pointing it out, Carnation in French actually means complexion. So, my whole carnation introduction is completely beside the point. 🙂
Carnations are forever in my mind asssociated with having no smell and being THE flower of Communist/socialist regimes. That would probably be because for the first 10 years of my life, I grew in one. Which from my perspective then had absolutely no impact on my life in any matter, except that we all became little pioneers in our first grade and got a red carnation as well. So having held it for several of those type of occasions, I must say I don’t remember it having any smell.
And for some reason I keep thinnking that whenever I see carnation appearing in a name of perfume, it is not going to smell good to me (lately I wonder where do I get these associations?). I wasn’t able to find a reference to its smell, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a carnation out there without one.
Anyway, you can probably tell from the introduction that I didn’t think it wasn’t good upon smelling Mona di Orio’s Carnation. 🙂 And I didn’t. I was actually very much surprised.
It doesn’t come often that if you don’t smell a perfume straight away, you miss the opening. Lucky for me, I tried Carnation several times before this review so I got it from my second try. There is this initial sparkly burst of slightly citrusy aldehydes and if you’re not there the second it happens, a bit later it’s gone. And then the ride starts.
Smelling it without notes I kept thinking (again) how jasmine and orange blossoms were there in the beginning, and I don’t know which part of the whole picture made me think old-fashioned but not in a bad way, but as in, you don’t come across things like this any more. Some greenery peeks in through musky florals and there is a slight soapy-cream quality to it but lucky for me, the soapiness is here and then it’s gone. It smells quite summery actually, I guess it’s all the white flowers, green and citrus. But there also comes a time when a light leathery aspect appears, smelling rooty and chewy (not in a bubble gum way).
I hate the fact that I simply lack words for appropriately describing this.
There is just a vintage feel to the way this smells. And I guess a look at the notes can be revealing: bergamot, clove bark, Bourbon geranium, ylang-ylang, violet, jasmine, woods, msuk, amber, styrax.
It settles down into a lovely soft floral and you wonder if all those intriguing whispers along the way actually happened…?
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