I have written about the original Armani perfume before. An emotive green rose chypre, this is a deeply romantic scent with an unusual top accord of galbanum, pineapple and mint wreathed delicately above a very white, gorgeous Elizabethan ruff of cyclamen, muguet and roses. Underlain with orchid, soft balsams and cedar, it is intimately caught up in my memory with a girl I once knew in Rome who wore this perfume to truly superb effect – it encircled her, you could never get away from the slightly implored but dignified, obsessive aura it left in the air when you were standing next to her………. a strangely sweet and softly oakmossed and ambered scent, that I have always found curiously beautiful.
Z has just come to finally collect her perfumes. They drove down from Tokyo, but didn’t come in to the house : this was a mutual decision. Things are complicated for foreigners here – we don’t know when, or if, we will see each other again. It is against my nature not to hug my friends, but we were sensible. She left, as a parting gift, a bottle of the Armani extrait in my letter box : the bottle you see here, which I had never laid hands on, nor smelled before. It is by far the best concentration I have smelled of Armani Pour Femme: greener; softer: more tender and ensnaring.