Panache

Galbanum is a kind of gum after the root of a plant of the Middle East, and honestly, the first time I felt that essence, it made me feel sick. Its greenish, earthy, resinous, sulfur dioxide smell, just as onion out of the ground had really posed me a lot of questions about its usefulness in perfumery. But I smelt Panache and it was a real eye-opening experience. Although galbanum had been brought to a high percentage in a perfume since 1947 (i. e. Vent Vert, 8%) I didn’t detect the same greenish harshness in this frag. Panache is a girl dressed in a pink, black and golden corset. Galbanum gives the composition an austere allure. Lily of the valley lies listessly and pale in a glass pot full of still water, roses are slowly withering and the ambergris aroma smells like the wavy mane of the girl. The flower edge rests on a powdery and slightly chypre background, soft and creamy. If you are lucky to have kept a bottle dating before the 90s, keep it safe.

I gave it to my mummy, though I liked it. Why? She hates heavy perfumes and those with aldehydes are normally heavy for her. So good balance between maturity and lightness.