Senses. A Manifesto of the Feminine

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Olfactorium

The umbrella jammed on its third spoke. She pressed the button and shook it, while the rain was already running down inside her collar, and the hair she had spent an hour blow-drying hung in wet strands against her cheeks.

The café was two blocks away. She had arranged the meeting herself, a week ago, for seven in the evening. She had chosen the table by the window, the dress, the earrings and even her opening line, which she had said aloud that morning in the lift.

Before leaving she had put Senses on her wrists and inside the collar of her dress. In the cool stairwell it smelled fresh: berries with a cranberry tartness, and green tea.

The rain grew heavier. She stepped under a pharmacy awning, took out her phone and typed: "Sorry, can we move it to another day?" Her finger hung over the button.

It was crowded under the awning, she was out of breath from walking fast, and a white flower rose from her collar. It came in a wave, thick and warm, with a creamy softness beneath it, and filled the whole space under the awning. A girl with a wet dog on a lead turned round. "You smell delicious," she said.

In the dark pharmacy window stood a woman with wet strands of hair against her cheeks. Her face was flushed from walking, and alive. She deleted the message.

The rain stopped as suddenly as it had begun. Above the roofs the sun broke through a cloud, and steam rose from the hot asphalt.

She folded the umbrella, tucked it under her arm and walked to the café straight through the puddles, pushing her hair behind her ears as she went.

Everything changes. A woman's feelings and desires vibrate.

How it wears

Berries splash first: blackberry, blackcurrant and cranberry with a bright tartness, while green tea makes the opening cool.

A few minutes later tuberose rises in a broad wave, and yogurt softens it with a creamy tenderness. Jasmine and peony sound beside it, cool and restrained.

Towards evening the flowers grow quiet. The musk settles softly, sandalwood and vanilla warm it from below, and until night a warm, creamy flower stays on the wrists.

What sets it apart

Senses belongs to the Olfactorium collection, a floral fruity fragrance for women, made for spring and summer. The brand calls it a manifesto of the feminine, a floral scent with a tuberose accent, and dedicates it to understanding your own mood here and now. A review on Kosmetista describes it as berry yogurt and cool tuberose and says that the cooler the day, the more beautifully the heart opens. The blog "Zapiski ot skuki" calls it a scent you want to take on a long journey, for all the feelings you would never have sitting at home. On La Parfumerie a reviewer writes that the tuberose here is fluffy, lulled by the peach, and that in the morning the scent still lingers on clothes and hair. It is worn on days when you want to live by the mood of the moment.