Las Flores fragrance notes
- Orange Flower Absolute, Elemi, Poplar Bud, Canyon Air Accord, Clean Amber
Latest Reviews of Las Flores
I've been thinking lately about how our sense of wonder continues to be squeezed out in adulthood to make room for career, family, money, status. It's a casualty to hegemony, though it's the one thing that, beyond anything else, ties us to our divinity. The corners of our mind reveal so much about ourselves and our dreams, and as we age, we tend to barricade these corners. Consider the possibility that the direct limbic connection in our sense of smell is the means of allowing wonder to have its wholehearted return in our lives.
Las Flores makes me wonder what it would be like to have a quite cottage in a canyon, where I can stay as long as I need to, write and read with no distraction, to heal my nervous system, recalibrate. It smells like an orange glow of sunrise revealing itself from behind the silhouette of a hill. Poplar buds absolute is most forward here, its facets of leathery prune, dried apricot and honeyed glaze seductive and palpable. Outlined with orange flower and underlined with the pepper-lemon-pine elemi resin, the effect is that of a second skin that enchants.
It's transportive, and yet it doesn't require an enveloping cloud or a dominance to it. It leaves space to be filled with imagination. And there's that word again: wonder. It could be that wonder of feeling ever new, the arising of continuous joys, the languid gazing into the world's bounty. It could be imagining that you live inside a favorite piece of art (what would that smell like?). You may ask: "what on earth is he going on about?" Don't fret my pet, if this is your query, then maybe it's time for you to find your sense of wonder, too, and let perfume be your companion.
Las Flores makes me wonder what it would be like to have a quite cottage in a canyon, where I can stay as long as I need to, write and read with no distraction, to heal my nervous system, recalibrate. It smells like an orange glow of sunrise revealing itself from behind the silhouette of a hill. Poplar buds absolute is most forward here, its facets of leathery prune, dried apricot and honeyed glaze seductive and palpable. Outlined with orange flower and underlined with the pepper-lemon-pine elemi resin, the effect is that of a second skin that enchants.
It's transportive, and yet it doesn't require an enveloping cloud or a dominance to it. It leaves space to be filled with imagination. And there's that word again: wonder. It could be that wonder of feeling ever new, the arising of continuous joys, the languid gazing into the world's bounty. It could be imagining that you live inside a favorite piece of art (what would that smell like?). You may ask: "what on earth is he going on about?" Don't fret my pet, if this is your query, then maybe it's time for you to find your sense of wonder, too, and let perfume be your companion.
