‘Interlude Woman’ arrives with great fanfare, heralding an interlude that could not be more restless. Grapefruit and bergamot explode, creating a top note that is enchanting and unusual. Bold and direct, all or nothing. Ginger, with its lemony sharpness, reinforces this turbo-charged opening.
Lively, tart, extreme and exotic. A firework display in bright colours whirls us around, playing with our emotions and our senses. Shrill and garish – only to immediately calm the rebellious structure and surprise us with soft floral notes. The delicately tart sweetness of orange blossom harmonises perfectly with the daisies, which generously exude their warm, honey-like scent. The intensity of jasmine combines with the elegance of rose. Feminine loveliness sets in, the storm seems to be over, and you can rest comfortably on these warm and sensual floral scents.
The incense note, with its slight coolness, blends with the creaminess of sandalwood and – is there not also a hint of bitterness? A green bitterness like that of green, unroasted coffee beans. Suddenly sour again. Refreshing and invigorating. Breathe in. Breathe out.
Interlude. Pause.
The seductive base captivates with distinct chypre notes, contrasting and bitter-sweet, with rough leather and a hint of vanilla. All of this is infinitely dense and deep. Ambergris and benzoin, velvety soft and profound, with a tiny hint of oud and musk, nestled on oak moss. There it is, the calm. The pause. The Interlude.
