Suggestion Eau Cuivree

4 reseñas

Mostrando las más recientes primero.

• Norome Leena

  October 1, 2012

  

  As a floral, it is dense and mature. I detect carnation, ilang-ilang, nardos and a rich, firm base… As for fruits, there’s plenty of plum and quite a bit of pineapple that sounds very natural. There’s something oriental and mysterious in that fragrance, a certain deep solemnity. And, being Copper, it beats Gold and Silver, as I find it the most consistent of the three.

• Norome Leena

  October 11, 2012

  

  To be floral, it is dense and mature. I detect clove, ilang-ilang, nardos and a rich, firm base… As for fruits, there is plenty of plum and quite a bit of pineapple that sounds very natural. There is something oriental and mysterious in that fragrance, a certain hidden solemnity. And, being Copper, it beats Gold and Silver, as it seems to me the most consistent of the three.

• Espartaco

  April 25, 2018

  

  Eau Cuivrée is one of those soft, floral waters for neat and methodical women… oh, I lied, this was a nuclear bomb that surprisingly carried a copper note. As a child, I was one of those kids who smelled and tasted everything out of pure curiosity; I’d taste rabbit feed and pebbles. I also loved smelling my grandmother’s copper pots in the kitchen; who says ‘smell’ but doesn’t mean ‘lick’? They had a metallic, sweet flavour that made you shiver, almost dizzy and orgasmic. This Montana was a bit like that. You could draw a comparison with Poison due to its obvious plum note, but here there was a sweetness that Dior lacks. Copper was a radioactive, histrionic, almost childish fruity floral, as if a disturbed little girl had thrown herself into a kitchen and mixed whatever she could grab in a bowl; the sweeter and more scandalous, the better. Still, it was a woman’s perfume, very sexy and very vulgar, a wonder. Perhaps its launch date worked against it, because while in those years classic bombs like Classique or Dolce & Gabbana were still being released, this one drank a little too much from the late eighties, even though it was such a fashionable, fruity, fortified and narcotic scent of the time. To put it some way, it lacked that fun, surreal glamour of the moment that perfumes like Deci Delá, Edén or Lempicka possessed. Eau Cuivrée could be seen as a sort of illegitimate child of Joop Femme and Dior Poison, a crazy, light-headed daughter, like an Iris Chacón-style vedette. I keep a small tube that is in perfect condition; it came in a transparent box alongside the other two metallic suggestions they made. From time to time I put a drop on my hand and I go cross-eyed as if I’d gulped down a Coca-Cola in one go and held my breath. By the way, in those years Montana was already a dead house, so these three perfumes were seen and unseen. Looking them up in the database, I see they’ve been re-released (Copper, Gold and Silver) in 2015, with different bottles and ingredients. The marketing campaign is pitiful and seems more like something from Punto Roma than from this great house now in decline, which contributed true treasures to perfume history.

• Espartaco

  April 26, 2018

  

  Eau Cuivrée is one of those soft, floral waters for tidy, methodical women… oh, I’m lying; this was a nuclear bomb that surprisingly carried a distinct copper note. As a child, I was one of those kids who smelled and tasted everything out of pure curiosity; I’d try rabbit feed, pebbles… I also adored smelling my grandmother’s copper pots in the kitchen. Who says ‘smell’ but not ‘lick’? They had a metallic, sweet flavour that made you shiver, almost dizzy and orgasmic. This Montana was a bit like that. You could draw a line to Poison with its obvious plum note, yet here there was a sweetness Dior lacks. Copper was a radioactive, histrionic, almost childish fruity floral, as if a disturbed little girl had raided the kitchen and mixed whatever she found in a bowl; the sweeter and more scandalous, the better. Still, it was a woman’s perfume, very sexy and very vulgar, a wonder. Perhaps its launch date worked against it, because while classic bombs like Classique or Dolce & Gabbana were still being released in those years, this one drank a little too much from the late eighties, even as it was such a fashionable, drunk, narcotic fruity scent of the time. To put it another way, it lacked that fun, surreal glamour of the moment that perfumes like Deci Delà, Edén or Lempicka possessed. Eau Cuivrée could be seen as an illegitimate child of Joop Femme and Dior Poison, a crazy, light-headed daughter, like an Iris Chacón-style vedette. I keep a small tube in perfect condition; it came in a clear box alongside the other two metallic suggestions they made. From time to time, I put a drop on my hand and go cross-eyed as if I’d chugged a Coke all at once and held my breath. By the way, by those years Montana was already a dead house, so these three perfumes were seen and unseen. Looking them up in the database, I see they’ve been reissued (Copper, Gold and Silver) in 2015, with different bottles and ingredients. The marketing campaign is pitiful and seems more like something from Punto Roma than from this great house, now in decline, which contributed true treasures to perfume history.