Isabella Rosselini’s Manifesto: Any Time, Any Place, Any Where


Isabella Rosselini is a very beautiful woman. Oozing the class of her mother, Ingrid Bergman, but with a warmer, less glacial beauty, Ms Rosselini’s smile and wide set eyes have gazed down from many a billboard and movie screen during her long career as a model and actress. On retirement, she went into design and fragrance. Her fragrance Manifesto, was a hit, and although it’s playing hard to get right now, it’s still on Amazon, eBay and other stockists: not High Street, but still out there. (This is my way of trying to avoid saying it has been discontinued, as I cannot find out for sure).

My very first thought on smelling Manifesto was of Cinzano Bianco: the sweet and herby drink of my gilded youth! Must be the Basil and Green notes. Manifesto is delicate and light. Greener than Kermit, this almost fills the gap in my heart left by Gucci Envy.

It is everything you need on a hot sticky summer’s day. Basil, Bergamot, a light touch of Pear, gentle flower petals. It’s never overpowering, but as light and refreshing as mint leaves and ice cubes. As the opening green notes meld into a leafy herbal background, the Jasmine , Neroli and Rose come out gently. Even in the basenotes, it’s green as can be, and that suits me down to the ground (today was the hottest day of the year at 31C).

Manifesto is beautiful, and I love it, and I wish just one of the numerous new launches coming out every week would risk being the first to stick their toe in the pond and say “How about a nice green scent that starts like Cinzano Bianco and ends up a bit like Herba Fresca without the mint? We don’t have enough of those.”

The still beautiful Ms Rosselini is pure class, and with the help of  Nose Alberto Morillas, she has created a thing of beauty. Her Manifesto states that the best luxuries in life are the simple small things. In her fragrance, she leaves out the fanfare, and just keeps nature’s best ingredients.


6 thoughts on “Isabella Rosselini’s Manifesto: Any Time, Any Place, Any Where”

  1. Dearest Iscent
    “How about a nice green scent that starts like Cinzano Bianco and ends up a bit like Herba Fresca without the mint? We don’t have enough of those.”
    Now, my dear, you should become artistic director… surely there’s still plenty of time?
    BTW This does sound rather lovely, quite summer’s evening.
    Yours ever
    The Perfumed Dandy

    1. Dear Mr Dandy,

      How I would love to be Directrice of all perfumer companies! Dream job!. Second only to Queen of The World. Manifesto is rather lovely, and quite long lasting for a hesperide. I do love a Green in the heat. I hope you are keeping cool my friend. The heat can be a shocker when unaccustomed. (I am very unaccustomed).

      Your friend

      1. Dearest Iscent
        I feel The Dandy must have some hot weather blood in him somewhere for I have taken to this heat like a rubber duck to a hot bath.
        Perhaps it was all that hardening up I did humid Americas.
        Hope you have a permanent fan attached.
        Yours ever
        The Perfumed Dandy

  2. Ah, I remember Manifesto! It was before I became a perfumista but I liked it. And I am a fellow fan of greenness (though if you fancy that Martin Margiella one that has a reputation as being super green, try before you buy! I almost sprang for a bottle blind, but ended up trying it first on a sniffathon with some chums. OMD! It smelled like I had been to the loo and failed to wash my hands. GAH!)

    Anyway, I’m off to EvilBay now to seek some Manifesto. You are SUCH an enabler, and I love you for it!

    1. I wish there were more Greens coming out, and there are so many I have yet to try! I would love to try Y by YSL and Vent Vert. I do love a green in this weather.

      And, yes I have a sample of Manifesto for your handbag. I remember your warning about the unfortunate incident with the smell of unwashed hand. Funny old thing, skin chemistry. I always get pants from Feminite de Bois, yet others rave about it’s earthy woods.

      Say hello to Rome for me, I know I shall swoon when I finally make it there.

Leave a Reply