Rose and vanilla, that is how Love smells to me. The most gorgeous combination of rose and vanilla. That’s all you need to know, basically, but would be a bit thin for a review, wouldn’t it? Swooning a bit less and thinking a bit more, I do indeed come up with a little more about Love. Let’s get to it then, shall we?
Love was created by Calice Becker and was part of the initial wave of releases when By Kilian launched in 2007. Notes include bergamot, neroli, pink pepper berries, coriander, honeysuckle, orange flower, orange water absolute, Egyptian jasmine, Bulgarian rose, iris butter, reconstituted civet oil, caramelized sugar, vanilla, cistus labdanum and white musk.
Love is sweet at the beginning, very much so. If you don’t know the way Kilian Hennessy and Calice Becker go about things, you might be shocked. But wait. Wait it out, and you’ll be rewarded with a scrumptious rose-vanilla duet that straddles the line between yummy and abstract.
Love is said to be inspired by marshmallows. Not being American, I only ate my first marshmallow at age twenty and remember being quite underwhelmed. I had such high expectations after all, fostered by all these TV series, where roasted marshmallows seemed de rigeur and twelve year olds had incredibly big hair. But over time, and with dedication I grew into liking marshmallows, soft and fluffy, sweet and sugary.
Love smells like a big cloud of sweetened orange flowers, sugared roses, a powdery iris on vanilla – all laid out on a table of white musk. It smells way better than that sounds, really.
Love is interesting, because it smells at once so girly, pink and innocent, but on the other hand there is more to it than meets the nose, at first impression. It reveals its depth only after some time, this third dimension makes Love irresistible to me. It is hard to describe, but I get the feeling that Love, despite being overtly happy, easy going and piiiiiiink, has also a more complicated side, a darker side, some tears behind the smiling sweet facade.
This endears this perfume to me and I find myself craving it, despite my prior misgivings – I mean come on, the juice is red!! and smells like it. But as I said, there is more to it than meets the nose.
For a gourmand lover this is a no-brainer. Loving marshmallows has turned out to be no hardship for me at all.