Trueste

I came across this perfume back in the nineties. I was cleaning houses to make money while attending college. It was discarded in a bin, showing no signs of love or acknowledgement. It smelled beautiful, and so I justified bringing it to a more appreciative home. I knew really nothing of perfume in those days. Retrospectively viewing my first collection, I can truly brag good taste, but certainly not good sense! So it goes with this perfume I released from the confines of a forgotten tub, and sent to live in the bottom of my gym bag. Ugh! Youth is frightfully frivolous in its ignorance! A house fire purged my collection. So last year I began to rebuild my life amidst the rubble of my past, and the terror of a present pandemic. When I went to repurchase this scent, I dropped my jaw in utter disbelief; the purchase price of most bottles exceeded $300! Mortification washed over me in waves of regret - (I kept this in the bottom of a bag)! Resolved that it would be my 'go-to' scent in times a freshen-up was required. It seemed to fit into any situation required: office, personal, training, active, and the like. Everyone that I encountered, remarked on its loveliness. Needless to say, market prices can be delightfully dynamic, and I was able to purchase two vintage bottles, in due time. My eyes gently shut every time I have occasion to wear this, but it wasn't until this last year that I figured out why it was so universally liked. For the first time in my life, this became a 'rose' scent. Never before had I pulled that thread. This isn't your average rose marketed with its array of muskiness, based upon the age quota its aiming to sell. No, this rose went its own way, and seemingly landed in an English grove of dark, jammy plums. Bushes of jasmine, releasing their lusty oils in step with the setting sun. Supple woods exhaling naturally; their resins seeping to the surface after the sun's burnished heat. This rose isn't morning dew and fresh sun shine. It is sultry dusk, and steamy whispers. The enchantment of moon beams and dark giggles we wouldn't dare after daybreak. This rose dances barefoot with the fairies, and chases lightening bugs, unaware of society's taboo glares - naturally and confidently secure in self - quietly joyous to life's possibilities. This my life's story of Trueste, and what took it from a discarded bin, into a bag, and ultimately secured, safely on the top shelf of a new era. Honored at last for its fine beauty, and magical song!

I am so glad with having this gorgeous Trueste in my collection. Firstly, the notes listed above are incompleted: Top notes: black currant, apricot, peach, Mirabelle plum; Middle notes: tuberose, orris, Turkish rose, ylang-ylang, Indian jasmine, galbanum; Base notes: sandalwood, cedarwood, oakmoss, Reunion Island vanilla. I fell in love from the very first spray of Trueste - a delicious burst of fruity scent just instantly lightened up my mood and intrigued me exploring the forthcoming notes. The plum and black currant notes are pretty noticeable, with a little bit of fresh & sour peachy zest. The fruits are so well balanced, as it is not like those kind of childish and silly fruity scent, but very refined and seductive. I really like the rather smooth 'float' of this fragrance, as it seems to me that the beautiful & lively fruit scent is 'fading' into a 'peaceful' florals as I was so reluctant to let go the fruity scent, but perhaps it was just that 'never getting enough' idea making this fragrance so enchanting. . . When I say 'a peaceful floral', I mean the flowers are not loud or overwhelming at all. It is just like the flowers blossoming quietly in a secret garden, giving off a very first fragrance in a flower's life time, with all the flowers mingling together - creamy, feminie and romantic... After all, I would highly recommend this excellent fragrance to you all. I would say the staying power of this fragrance is very average, but as I am very used to bring my fragrance with me when I go out, so I can just spray it on and indulge myself whenever needed.

My precious fruity rose, one of the best in its kind of pre-2000. Sparkly blackcurrant opening changes into aromatic apricots with plum pastila, getting thicker, fuller, yet nothing is obvious, all full of hints, intrigues, suggestions... the start is drawls, like a spoiled girl, Trueste is not in hurry to show what else she's got, she is a true Jacques Polge's baby. At the time when velvet rose arrives, you already lulled and chilled, expect for nothing better, but agree for all surprises ahead, and they all delivered. Trueste is some fragrance,that breathes together with you, it has same incredible posh balance between fruits and flowers on super-lasting base as an original Tiffany, yet it is younger, more risible, enthusiastic, energetic. I love it too much for my own good.

Flowers enchanted. I, who have a preference for strong perfumes ,fall under the spell with this magical potion elegantly. I feel like I'm faced with a delicate bouquet of flowers but slightly sweet. The woman who wears this fragrance is very elegant and has the soul of France. The house Tiffany couldn ́t have dropped this rare beauty, could not!

By the way, Trueste is the fragrance that I can imagine myself wearing in all seasons. The first time I wore it was on a wintery day, the creamy effect delivered a satisfying warmth, and that was the happiest exerience I had that day : ) In the spring/summer time, I would imagine the delicious fruity scent enhancing a spirited mood~