Double Je by Eau Jeune

I bought it recently, what a crazy nostalgia :’) it smells super magical ✨ I’ve always wanted it but never bought it in the nineties; I think it was too small and they wouldn’t let me xD (someone in my family had it). I fell in love with it and still do, almost the same (we know love isn’t felt the same when you’re a kid 🤷🏻♀️). I try to describe it: blackberries, sweet blackberries, forest air (who knows), pines? resin. It makes me dizzy depending on how, but it’s very pleasant 😆🤷🏻♀️. Even if it’s not my favourite now, I finally have it xD. P.S.: The blackberry scent must be due to the nineties’ musk..🤔 the same as Jovan Fresh Musk and The Body Shop’s White Musk.

A liquor-sored forest of red fruits full of memories. It was like a dessert of blackberries, berries, and raspberries with woody tones that created a scene of richness and energy. It fell in love with many teenagers. Since its disappearance, there hasn’t been another that speaks the same language without being invasive or excessively sweet. A youthful, fruity, and woody scent that gave us hope and the urge to bite into a red blackberry.

It’s seven o’clock and I haven’t slept a wink. My sister comes in to switch on the light and wakes me up. I hide under the duvet still as a statue while she gets up listless. I hear footsteps doors voices… until I hear the plastic the pop and the fizz of the box opening. Click more plastic silence. I’m alone. What is this smell? Damn what madness? I push the duvet aside and feel that violet cloud. Blackberries? No they smell terrible but this is more. I’m twelve and know little about scent only that I need it. I get up quickly searching for the perfume as if it were a treasure. I find it in a clear box. The bottle is odd with a silver cap and the liquid purple cut in half by a whitish one. It says to shake it. Nervous I shake it carefully. It looks mixed now. I put everything away and close the box. For anyone who hasn’t been there nothing has happened. For me a lot. I’ve discovered something beautiful. I don’t feel tired; I’m in a non-existent garden with purple flowers and crumbling columns. Who am I? A nymph before unbearable beauty. I don’t faint; this beauty has strength life and enthusiasm. It’s fragile but held up by something mysterious and young. There’s something sensual forbidden hedonistic innocent and loving. I’m bewitched dreaming. Please don’t wake me up. Knock knock. —Haven’t you dressed? Breakfast! My first love was. I bought it a year after meeting him. These days I don’t know exactly what it smells like. I see the notes: pine sandalwood musk jasmine and lemon but in my memory I smell none of that. Perhaps if I smelled it now I could but I don’t think I could. Back then I felt something similar to blackberries but not common ones something stranger more complex and delicious. Woods yes surely sandalwood too. I wish I remembered better but it’s very vague. Now it seems there’s a Double Je that by the notes should resemble the old one just like a worm to a squirrel. I’d love to try something like that but I’m much afraid I won’t get lucky.

Another fragrance I used at school. I stumbled upon it by chance in the shop and its purplish colour attracted me. I was surprised because I didn’t expect to like it so much. The notes listed here don’t ring a bell; I remember it as sweeter like violet with lots of affection. As the previous comment says its format was bifásico with an oily phase.

Another one of my favourite colognes from the nineties. I was absolutely obsessed with the bifurcated format, with the top layer oily and the bottom one purple. To me, it smelled of blackberries, very delicious and with excellent longevity.