This may have been inspired by Marie Antoinette but unfortunately history has painted Marie Antoinette as frivolous and excessive, two words that do not fit this creation. Instead A La Rose smells like something I would envision Juliet to have worn, being both beautiful and innocent.
In A La Rose, the rose is young and sparkling like a fresh rose that just unfurled its delicate petals to marvel at the world through eyes filled with love and idealism. I do smell the citrus and powdery notes but the rose stands out clear, bright and unfettered, ever unchanging and staying true to its dewy pink colour residing in its signature Maison Francis Kurkdjian glass flacon. Linear and soft, this stands at polar opposites to sumptuous goddesses like Absolue Pour Le Soir or the heartbreaking rose of Lumiere Noire Pour Femme from the same house and feels more innocent than the chic and classic APOM Pour Femme, a soft beauty of orange blossom and woods.
Having failed to fire up any enthusiasm over the recent Feminin Pluriel, my faith in the artistry of Francis Kurkdjian is renewed by this exquisite example of femininity, a story of a starry-eyed girl standing at the border of naïvety and maturity, destined to become a well known and well loved Shakespearean character, a courageous, loyal and capable woman.
Having failed to fire up any enthusiasm over the recent Feminin Pluriel, my faith in the artistry of Francis Kurkdjian is renewed by this exquisite example of femininity, a story of a starry-eyed girl standing at the border of naïvety and maturity, destined to become a well known and well loved Shakespearean character, a courageous, loyal and capable woman.
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