I first tried Estee Lauder Private Collection Tuberose and Gardenia (Phew!, can we call it ELPCTG instead?) about a year ago when I wasn’t close friends with Tuberose. I found it too creamy and cloying and dismissed it as Not My Thing.
However, the last year of blogging and discovery has been an education for me and now that I appreciate both Tuberose and Gardenia, I regard this fragrance as something of a modern masterpiece.
It sounds simple enough: just those two leading stars named in the title, but this is so much more than a double act.
First off, Jasmine plays a part in the immediate radiance, but Lilac opens with a solo. There is a dawn-like morning petal feeling to the bright opening and it’s only after that little showcase that the Tuberose and Gardenia step in and do their number. The genius of this is in the blending. Gardenia never seems to hang about long, but the Tuberose seems to anchor it. Tuberose on its own can be creamy and rich, almost to the point of smelling medicinal, but the Gardenia brings out the best in it and calms it down, like a kind friend with a loud drunk.
This not only has big sillage, but is radiant from the first squoosh. Longevity is excellent. It’s still on my arm six hours later and quite comfortably too, in no danger of fading fast. In Perfumes The Guide, Luca Turin, a big fan of ELPCTG, says that both Gardenia and Tuberose are “better sprayed on fabric” and judging by the incredibly lovely scent coming from my coat sleeve, he is right. It’s great on skin, but lasts and lingers on fabric like a dream.
This is a modern classic. It’s widely available: I found today’s bottle in my local House of Fraser, but as far as High Street perfumes go, this knocks spots off the rest of them. The price is a little steeper than average, but considering the sillage, quality, longevity and the fact that a little goes a very long way, I still call it good value at under £60 for 30ml. Even a small bottle would last me a very long time. Impossibly pretty, this would make a great wedding day perfume or even an anniversary present*.
*(if you’re reading this darling, it’s only three weeks away, hint, hint).