Ysatis by Givenchy Eau de Toilette Spray 100ml

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Have you ever run after someone on the street to ask them what perfume they wear? I've only done this twice in my life. Once in Nice... as a student... another young woman passed me by and her perfume was incredibly beautiful. It was so good that I followed her... "Vous portez quel parfum...?" Ysatis, for example, was an ordinary French perfume that had been composed with care and attention to detail. In 1984, not 2000 new fragrances came onto the market, but a very manageable number in the hundreds. Douglas had no flagship store on the Zeil or the Kö and Guerlain no exclusive ranges. Givenchy, Guerlain, Chanel and Caron were luxury enough with their mainstream fragrances. Those who bought Ysatis surrounded themselves with a noble fragrance and didn't look for the next exclusive edition of Roja Dove, who at that time was probably still a trainee at Guerlain (at least he always tells).

Yes, of course, once again a 80's bomb, some may object or shake their heads in amusement, vintage transfiguration, once again. These 50+ guys singing about the scents of their youth, and I'm one of them. Ysatis you are pulling me closer to your heaving golden yellow bosom! You whisper "you sly dog" like Peppermint Matty to Charlie Brown. My best friends were often tomboys anyhow, but never ones that smoked cigarettes from a long cigarette holder, all Marlene Dietrich like. The key to this powerhouse is the civet (is it real or is it Memorex?), like Grace Jones making a cameo appearance on a Pee Wee Herman special. I think I need to straighten my little red bow tie.But I always listen to new music and enjoy it, although I have my favourite bands and composers. But if I had to name just one opera that I would like to see again before the end of my life, a single composer, a single feast or a single novel - I would know what I would answer! It's crazy, actually. I'm always looking forward to new perfumes, even though the old ones have already offered everything that's possible. Isn't that absolutely paradoxical? To me, Ysatis feels asif she could have been made much earlier than in the eighties, I don't think 'shoulderpads' or anything like that, when wearing her.... This is about the skyscraper shaped bottle with plastic cap, so not the original, but also not the latest version.

No perfume in recent years has touched and inspired me as much as Ysatis, Mitsouko or Parure, to name but a few. Ysatis is holy opulence, a high roller in a Rolls Royce wearing a sable. As a man wearing it? Do I feel like Liberace? No. Do I feel like I am wearing a costume? Nah. Do I feel feminine? No, but that shouldn't even matter anyhow. I just feel my olfactory receptors telling my brain "yum yum" and "me want more" like Cookie Monster. Finally, there is the higher-priced segment. The glorious world of niche perfumery. Or the countless exclusive lines... of Chanel, Dior, Lalique... you name it. What once began as a counter-movement to the power of the big cosmetics companies, namely the "niche sector", has creepingly been taken over by the industry that was originally supposed to be fought. Or rather, Ylang Ylang monster. This ylang ylang is wearing one of those "dip me in honey and throw me to the lesbians" badges popular in the early 90s, wearing sunglasses from the total eclipse of the aldehydes. All the other flowers are just scuttling around at its coattails like crustaceans, the carnation being the most colorful maid in waiting.

It has an exceptionally strong magic, something radiant, sublime, very special, especially due to the clove and tuberose.