Josune by Daniel Josier

It was a blind buy and I’m delighted; the packaging and bottle are gorgeous. The perfume is enchanting; from the start, I was conquered by the blend of fresh roses, jasmine, pure and warm musk that makes me feel loved, something I’d never felt with anything else. After a few minutes, the iris takes centre stage: romantic, velvety and delicately sweetened with an addictive praline, allowing just a hint of vanilla to peek through. The trail is moderate but enveloping, and the longevity is acceptable, though I’d wish it were longer-lasting for the sense of well-being it gives. It’s totally different from my usual style, but precisely because of that and that perfect combination of notes, I keep smelling my arms over and over again. It’s not a challenging fragrance, it’s romantic and feminine; I recommend it without a doubt.

What a thrill to be surprised by something, but when it captures and enchants you, there are no words to thank for that pleasure. Today I’m talking about Josune: it’s a smile, the heartbeat, the sun, the flowers, the emotion of feeling, the joy of song, the hope of dawn and the spell of the stars; in short, Josune is LOVE. This olfactory poem begins with a sparkling, fleeting bergamot that gives way to a soft rose and a dominant jasmine. After two minutes, a earthy and sweet patchouli, a creamy and sumptuous iris, and a clean musk enter, giving way to the protagonist: the praline. It’s precise and clear, with toasted hazelnuts and caramelised sugar at the perfect point; it dominates the entire time like a king, balanced and supported by the iris and musk. After 20 minutes, the vanilla arrives amiably, embracing everything without imposing itself, sheltering every note. An hour later, the praline still reigns, but the jasmine jumps up to dance with it, and both notes coexist excellently, standing out on my skin alongside the musk, iris and vanilla. Josune is more than a perfume: it touches the soul, moves and makes you happy. A dazzling tribute to love, where Daniel Josier immortalises his muse. I didn’t have high expectations and that’s what I like most: it surprised and captured me. Although some compare it to La Vie Est Belle, for me they are distant relatives; Josune doesn’t have pear, but if LVEB is famous for its trail, prepare to be seduced by the potency of Josune. Like Dalí with Gala or Rivera with Frida, Daniel Josier pays a worthy tribute to love. Bravo and thanks for making my soul vibrate.