Chanson de Nuit by Coty

@Lux, I think you’ve confused this with Chanson Magique; this is from the Nuit line. I agree that Eau Jeune and Chanson were the best brands. It feels like the magic is fading from perfumes; back then, your imagination would soar through the shelves, advertisements, and bottles, while chatting with friends about natural notes that made each scent a unique world. Now, although there are still great fragrances, the aura is quite the opposite (and the magic isn’t just lost here; it seems not everyone wants to stand up to this absurdity). I absolutely adore Chanson de Nuit; it’s rare: aquatic, fresh, and floral, with notes you can’t quite identify. It’s not super floral or overly citrusy; I detect a delicate white flower, the kind that smells more at night (not necessarily jasmine), with ozonic aquatic touches and a shy, unripe white blossom, like a night-blooming flower or young jasmine. Very 90s, rare, and unique. No current perfume even resembles it, because today’s florals aren’t so natural, real, and delicate, so nocturnally sibilant yet innocent. I don’t know what about these aquatic fragrances reminds you of the stillness of night, but you’d wear them by day too. The more bursts reach me, the more hypnotised and attracted I feel, bringing mixed images of memories and imagination, all nocturnal, of stillness, mystery, tranquility, and background music. I dose it sparingly as it’s vintage and almost impossible to find. I admit I was hooked by its crystalline nocturnal vibe and that silver moon over blue. I bought it for the sake of it; I only had Chanson d’Eau (and only in my mind, based on the ad; the one I actually had wasn’t even the original). I consider myself more vintage than I am because I love the era I was born in, though I enjoyed it too much as a baby. My first cologne was Snoopy and sparkles, and I wasn’t tiny; afterwards, my teenage firsts were Eau Jeune, Agua de Vida, Bombón… before that, I didn’t use anything I chose myself. It’s all thanks to my brutal photographic memory: ads, my mother, my aunt, olfactory memories… Chansons are unique; why don’t unique and special perfumes return?

Another perfume from my pre-adolescence. Full of silver glitter falling like snow over the glass spheres. Fresh and airy, with a sprig of small flowers in the distance, surrounded by lots of air and white clouds. Like the colognes for very young girls of the time, it had its own language and quality. Putting myself in the section of current teenage perfumes doesn’t give me the satisfaction the 90s did, and it’s not nostalgia. Simply, the qualities aren’t what they were, as the ‘use and throw away’ mentality also took hold in Perfumerie, minimising costs and releasing many simple colognes with short longevity. Chanson d’eau, however, withstands the test. This house and Eau Jeune were among the best.