Fleurs de Citronnier, er d'Oranger
In the same vein as the Mercer Island matron who buys art to match her sofa, I needed to review a fragrance that goes with the painting I had posted. (Not deeply aesthetic but hey, that's me.)
Lemon was the question ... and Serge Lutens' Fleurs de Citronnier, launched March 2004, is the answer.
What I like about Serge: he plays against type. I placed the fragrance on my skin and drew a deep breath in ...
What I expect from the name: green citrusy happy smell.
What I get: deep golden, with a mysterious sense of "what IS that"?
Notes are variously listed as lemon blossom, lemon tree, lemon leaves, neroli essence, white honey, tuberose, iris, styrax (balsamic resin? benzoin?), musc, [jasmine, roses -- these I don't believe] and spices, specifically nutmeg.
Reviews quote the Master's inspiration as a Moroccan garden and I'm willing to go with that. A sultry Mideast garden in late afternoon. The fragrance gives off a heat; this is citrus basking in intense warmth.
Not bright, deep. Not green, gold. Not happy, moody -- a bit played out. Jaded. Or at least very experienced.
And today I am all about moody. It's perfect.
Addendum: the Citronnier didn't quite do it for me after all. So I splashed on some Fleurs d'Oranger. Even more heat and spice in this orange blossom, jasmine, tuberose fragrance: much better. I don't mind the cumin on me ... it's soft and peppery rather than stinky. A better choice. Sorry the painting didn't match.