I’ve recently confiscated my mum’s new perfume, Un Jardin Sur Le Nil by Hermes. It’s a wonderfully fragile green fragrance, sheer yet lasting. In the beginning it’ll try to fool you with freshly intense citrusy notes, but after a while it opens up into smooth wet wood and bitterly unripe exotic fruits.
At least, that’s what I think of when I smell this. I’m not a perfume expert, but in my opinion, a fragrance is not just about base notes and top notes, the perfume pyramid. To me it’s about where it leads your imagination.
And even though they don’t have much in common, Un Jardin Sur Le Nil by Hermes somehow makes me think of my beloved Ninfeo Mio by Annick Goutal.