Le Chevrefeuille

It is Feb 28th. The temperatures are starting to warm up outside and I'm yearning for spring. I look through my perfume wardrobe to find the perfect perfume to help me make the transition. Voilà Le Chevrefeuille! Perfect! I spray it on. Suddenly I'm lying in a freshly cut green field. The warm yellow sun and blue sky are vibrant in color. On the breeze I smell damp hay and blooming honeysuckle. Ah! Thank you Le Chevrefeuille for reminding me that spring and summer are just around the corner. I can hardly wait. LC is one of the most unique fragrances in my collection. I think it is the narcissus that gives the damp hay note and there is a lot of it but I don't mind. I love the overall picture that this Goutal brush paints. It is an impressionistic honeysuckle that splashes onto the canvas. I spray it liberally. 4/5

This is an extremely green, zesty interpretation of honeysuckle. For that reason I am disappointed, as I was hoping for a sweeter honeysuckle. Either way I think it's a beautiful perfume, perhaps the only sour perfume I would actually wear, as I am hyper-sensitive to sour scents. This mostly smells like crushed green leaves from a lemon tree combined with lip-puckering lemon juice and a bit of honeysuckle. It is lovely for spring or summer. I am wearing it on a very hot summer day, and I am enjoying it despite the fact that it is not what I hoped for. Like most Annick Goutal citrus perfumes, this one doesnt't last long or project well, but it is so delightful that if you love the scent, I say buy a bottle!

a simple, soapy green floral with the preciousness of honeysuckle's curving, willowy stamen. it brings to mind a song titled jean walks in fresh fields. as if you're stepping lightly barefooted through a sunny meadow, just before sunset, when the world has shed its daytime finery and slipped into more delicate, precious things that send whispers over the skin and nose. blades of uncut grass sway in the breeze, a capricious little wind carries the scent of pale lemon from the grove an acre over, and as you hear the call to come inside for supper, you hurriedly pluck a few blooms and tuck them away in the front of your apron to adorn your nightstand at bedtime.

From its vial is an airy green honeysuckle that becomes even lovlier and fresher once applied. It's the scent of a spring breeze. Delicate, vital, the lightest of lemon providing some defining edges in a lighter than air composition. The citrus of the lemon here tempered by petitgrain’s greener facets. This scent is spring itself with a focus on honeysuckle backed by narcissus. Unfortunately, it is shortlived, it opening lovliness softening considerably at 10m. At 25m it is nearly gone, barely a skinscent. Oddly enough, 10h 30m later that slight honeyed skinscent remains. 8.5/10 for scent. 7.0/10 for longevity.

I am so taken with Annick Goutal fragrances at the moment. Why I am just now getting around to testing them when they are so up my alley, I can't begin to explain. It's a shame. It's also a shame that the large bottles are quite pricey because I am pining for quite a few of them. BTW-I can't help picturing A. Goutal as this otherworldly fairy or something, smiling, as she brews up blends with nothing less than...magic. The ones I have tried so far are so ethereal, light, glowing, and perfect compared to all other fragrances to my nose. She had some secret--fairy dust or something...