Gucci
Gucci
345 votes
A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
Italian mandarin orange punctures the top with genuine citrus zest, supported by a cool brightness of pear blossom that momentarily feels fresh and almost tart. The red berries add a subtle jammy sweetness without yet tipping into cloying territory, and for these first few minutes, you're genuinely intrigued by where this might lead.
The gardenia emerges as a pale, slightly powdery floral presence—present but ghostly, as though observed through frosted glass. Brown sugar begins its patient colonisation of the composition, sweetening everything insistently whilst the frangipani and jasmine grandiflorum struggle to establish any real character, dissolving into the fragrance's growing saccharine centre without memorable definition.
What remains is essentially sweet floral vapour—the synthetic patchouli sitting inert at the base, the florals entirely subsumed into brown sugar's cloying embrace. By hour four, you're left squinting at your wrist, questioning whether it's still there or simply your imagination of it, as the fragrance retreats to a barely-detectable skin scent that demands you smell it rather than announce itself.
Flora Gorgeous Gardenia sits at an awkward intersection between commercial ambition and olfactory restraint. Honorine Blanc has crafted something that feels more like a whispered suggestion of florals than a declaration—a fragrance that promises lush, creamy white flowers but delivers them through a gauze-thin veil.
The composition itself is genuinely pretty: Italian mandarin orange arrives with genuine brightness, playing against the delicate sweetness of pear blossom and red berries to create what feels like a fruit compote dusted with pollen. This opening is the fragrance's strongest moment, when the citrus actually possesses body and the fruitiness doesn't yet tip into artificial saccharine territory. But then comes the heart, where the real tension emerges. Gardenia and frangipani are notoriously difficult to capture authentically—they bruise easily, turn powdery, turn soapy. Here, Blanc seems to have opted for restraint verging on timidity. The gardenia reads as muted, almost transparent, while the jasmine absolute struggles to assert itself against the growing dominance of brown sugar.
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Bvlgari
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