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The Body Shop Atlas Mountain Rose: Just Roses. Just Right.

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Like good shoes and a good coat, every fragrance wardrobe should have a good rose.  This needn’t break the bank, as The Body Shop Mountain Atlas Rose proves so beautifully.

You may recall my recent review of The Body Shop Amazonian Wild Lily.  It was excellent quality and being an oil, it does not intrude on the personal space of other people when applied.

Likewise, the Mountain Atlas Rose that I am reviewing today is also in the form of an oil. I often find oils longer lasting than sprays since they don’t contain alcohol, which, in cheaper scents, evaporates quickly on application and sometimes takes the scent with it, if quality is poor. In fact, I tried the spray EDT of Atlas Mountain Rose sometime ago and it disappeared by the time I got home.  The oil is a different story ( and is cheaper!), which is why I have chosen it today.

Rose is a tricky one to get right and I applaud The Body Shop for going back to basics in this case. There is clearly a market for a simple rose scent: Paul Smith Rose is rarely out of the top ten these days, amongst all the fruity-choulis and fruity florals.

Atlas Mountain Rose has several notes: Citrus notes, Rose, Musk and Amber.

Whilst I would say that all these notes are present, they are so minor that they hardly need a mention in the credits.  They serve to round off the corners of a big rose splash and they serve to stop the Rose from getting a bit medicinal, which I find that Rose can sometimes do when untempered and unfettered.

This is a fabulous Turkish Delight style Rose and the faint Musk makes it soft and fuzzy like velvet. Longevity is not quite what I had hoped for from a Body Shop oil. For instance, Body Shop White Musk oil lasts about twelve hours on me (and a bottle lasts a year!). However, I got a decent five hours wear out of Atlas Mountain Rose and at £7.50  a bottle, I’m not complaining at all.

This is an excellent Rose scent for any fragrant wardrobe and I much prefer it to a spray. This is very pretty, does what it says on the tin and is a very good price.

Body Shop White Musk Smoky Rose: Less Than I Hoped For

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I tried The Body Shop White Musk Smoky Rosetoday on my travels and was so attracted to the idea of the name that I asked the staff to open  a new tester, since the existing one was empty: a sure sign of the interest surrounding it.

When I first sprayed it, and when it was still wet, I could smell nothing at all.  When it dried, I could smell a faint hint of Musk, and , would you believe it? Caramel. If there are Roses I can’t smell them.  If they is a smokiness, it manifests itself as the smokiness you get from burnt sugar, or the bottom of a crème caramel.

Image This is pretty popular and has a good fanbase, but I think that’s because vanilla based gourmands seems to soar in popularity around Wintertime.  I love the idea of Smoky Rose, and I’ve always been a fan of TBS White Musk, so you would think this would be a winner. A smoked rose sounds so delicious in winter, but it wasn’t to be.  Sillage is very faint: close to skin straight away.  Longevity is so far two  hours, but faint.

I would love to get the Tobacco Flower, Roses, Frankincense  and Blackcurrant that I was promised, but for some reason this smells like heavily diluted White Musk with a Caramac bar rubbed over the top.

A great idea, poorly executed. Worth a try though, it might smell different on you. Incidentally, The Body Shop online works out much cheaper than buying instore. Sniff instore, buy online.

Yves Rocher Rose Absolue for Women: Hello and Goodbye

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 I last visited an Yves Rocher store when I was in Poitiers in March.  How I wished they had these stores in the UK!  The website is excellent, and you always get samples with every order, but it’s not the same as sniffing your way round a ton of testers and leaving with a pretty bag full of goodies.

 Yves Rocher Rose Absolue is a simple Rose scent, and sometimes that’s just what I want.  I used to keep Rosewater in the kitchen.  It is excellent on strawberries, which may be why my overwhelming impression on first sniffing Rose Absolue was of strawberry cream chocolates (Quality Street or Roses, I’m not fussy).

 The notes listed on Fragrantica are: Cinnamon, Rose, Patchouli, Cedar and Tonka bean. ImageMaybe if I  was really pushed I would say there is indeed a hint of Patchouli, and Cinnamon, but otherwise, it’s Rose petals all the way, with an Almond finish.

 It is an excellent Rose, scent although no two Roses are the same.  Rose fragrances can be Rose/Musk, Rose/Spice, Rose/Chypre, etc.  Yves Rocher’s contribution is, initially at least, Rose Caramel. After a few minutes, the Caramel drifted away, leaving an almost medicinal rose scent behind, which was very agreeable indeed.  Longevity is excellent at around nine hours and I kept catching delightful wafts as I moved.

As I came to conclude this review and supply you with stockists, I came a cropper.  Reader, I have sadly led you a merry dance.  This has been discontinued and  is very hard to get hold of, even on the French website. However, all may not be lost.

I wrote to the Yves Rocher Press Office and they confirmed that this is no longer made, but they have just launched Comme Une Evidence Intense which, they assure me, has dominant Damsask Rose notes. They will be sending me a sample in the post and I will duly review and report back to you.

As much as I love fragrance, with all the complicated accords and concoctions and  top, middle and basenotes;  sometimes, all I want is the simplicity of a Rose. 

In the meantime, try Marks and Spencer Rose Eau de Toilette for a mere £6 for 30ml, or Yardley English Rose for only £7.59 for 50ml. 

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Serge Lutens La Fille de Berlin: Death by Roses


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 “She’s a rose with thorns, don’t mess with her. She’s a girl who goes to extremes.

When she can, she soothes; and when she wants … ! 
Her fragrance lifts you higher, she rocks and shocks.”

-Serge Lutens

 I like a rose. The smell of rose petals has me inhaling deeply and satisfyingly. There is nothing to beat the smells found in nature. My grandmother’s rose garden was her pride and joy and her passion was infectious.  She grew deep velvety red roses, roses with coral petals named after the Queen Mother, and a lovely yellow rose whose petals were tinged pink like a blush. My grandmother died ten years ago but she is with me every time I smell a rose in the sunshine.  Roses make me happy.

Or so I thought until I smelt Serge Lutens La Fille de Berlin. My first impression, admittedly after a day of trawling Sephora and Marionnaud, was “After Eight Mints”. Don’t ask me why. Maybe it was the high concentration of the roses giving them a slightly medicinal scent, bordering on herbal, or even antispectic. Maybe it was the fact I was saturated in more than seven fragrances at the time. I had broken my golden rule of “one scent, one arm, and then go home”. But when faced with a sweet shop, it’s hard to just buy one humbug.

La Fille de Berlin is like having concentrated essence of Roses squirted up each nostril and then being shoved face down into black cherry jam, whilst being read stark war poetry. You may well feel differently. The combination of Rose and Pepper is considered by some to be a perfect balance: a sort of serendipity, like bacon and maple syrup. What lucky chance that these two were thrown together to make a symphony worthy of Kings. I once knew a girl who loved Marmalade with her Sausages. It’s remarkably good, though not, of course as a fragrance.

With La Fille de Berlin the image and name contribute to my aversion. There is an impression of sadness, war and grief beneath the fragrance. The video on the Serge Lutens website left me feeling bereft and hollow, helpless with a compassion that has no direction or use. It’s all cold thorns, snow and suffering. Wearing La Fille de Berlin ruins a good memory and paints bad memories over the top of it. It repels me and makes me scared of losing cherished memories of smelling roses. It stamps over the petals, reminding me only of the thorns and bloody fingers. Even the bottle is a bit too red for comfort.

This is melancholy and tragic and the roses are too many, like a nightmarish replication that suffocates until roses become your enemy. Give me back a rose I can enjoy.

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