There is a new bottle in my closet. Not just any old bottle, no, one of only a thousand made and sold at exclusive retailers worldwide. My bottle bears the number 489 and hails from London.
Sorry, it sounds like I am boasting, but I am so proud and happy about that bottle. It is not full of course, I split it and that is the best (the only) way to own such unreasonably expensive perfumes. I thought about buying it long and hard, since it came out last year, and I am very glad I finally did before it was too late.
My bottle was among the last four that Harrods had, and I’m thankful that the lovely Tara was kind enough to acquire it for me.
“This perfume was inspired by a collection that was in turn inspired by the desert, serving as an original scent-track: a vision for clothing transposed into a cloud of fragrant emotion. Giorgio Armani wanted a fragrance for his collection, a legend to be experienced through scent. 1,000 numbered bottles for 1,000 unique women. La Femme Bleue: a perfume for a person in love with blue, its shadows, its depth. It all starts with an imaginary Black Iris, rare, precious and enveloping. Here, Giorgio Armani has started with this royal blue flower creating a unique perfume that is at once bright and dark, secretive and bare, full and floaty. A spicy, reserved hint of chocolate, as dark as the dreamed iris it accents, grows deliciously sweet as it threads itself into this textured and addictive composition, adding a soft, creamy consistency. The instant the stopper is removed, the bottle breathes forth a mysterious and carnal sensation: the recollection of a journey yet to be made, the memory of a moment yet to be lived. A unisex fragrance that eludes any attempt at neat categorization.”
No doubt, La Femme Bleue is a beauty to behold, but how about the juice inside that blue piece of art?
I can honestly say I would not be moved at all by this bottle, despite its enticing color and smooth glassy planes, where it not for the divine perfume inside.
Created in 2010 by Serge Majoullier (a perfumer to watch for sure!), La Femme Bleue includes notes of iris, chocolate, woody notes, incense and vanilla.
Iris and Chocolate, well, that brings one perfume to mind instantly that is a bit easier to come by, but not by much and it will be a rare commodity soon, since it has been discontinued recently – Iris Ganache, a Guerlain Exclusive of which I own a bottle as well. But those two are very different and owning both is totally warranted. (And no, that is not just a justification. )
La Femme Bleue opens with a soft and powdery iris that is soon underscored by an only slightly sweet-ish chocolate note. It is deep and rich, but never, not for a second is it heavy or cloying.
La Femme Bleue has a light and airy character throughout its development, it is no gourmand, but uses the iris and chocolate to evoke something refined and elegant, expensive smelling and simply beautiful.
La Femme Bleue develops into a woody incense over the course of the next few hours. It has moderate sillage and extraordinary longevity.
La Femme Bleue does to iris what not many iris perfumes can do – it makes it soft and pliable, warm, flowing and textured like silk. It is not dusky, not earthy, rooty, grey, cold, or aloof like many iris perfumes are attributed (Iris Silver Mist for example). It is not powdery and stringent and overly schoolmarmish (Iris Poudré has that reputation). It is not sweet and thick like the gourmand take of Iris Ganache either.
La Femme Bleue is unique in its take on iris, and the obviously high quality materials do their thing as well. As hard as it is for me to say that: some things are worth the money.
La Femme as a name would have sufficed, because this perfume is utterly feminine to me as it covers all aspects of my ideal woman – elegance, grace, sensuality, beauty and most importantly intelligence.
Another fitting name would be Grace Bleue, because she comes very close to my ideal woman.
I feel blessed being able to wear La Femme Bleue, whatever it is called.