Paris – Biarritz Chanel perfume – a fragrance for women and men 2018

I tried three of the Les Eaux on a paper strip in airport (viva la vaccine! I can fly and test perfumes again!) duty free, with my mind set in advance on Venise. However, upon smelling it, I immediately pegged Venise as 1957, which I already have (or more like 28 La Pausa/1957 hybrid). It was too faint and if it did speak any citrus language, it was lost in translation on me. Dauville seemed too intense (I thought a masculine cypress more than basil) and Biarritz felt just right. Its citrus is more grapefruit than anything else to me. I even caught some muguet there, however subtle. It did remind me of something too, but, having not much time left till the flight for thinking, I just grabbed a 50 ml bottle (very decently priced for Chanel, I thought). So, about that grapefruit. No wonder it felt familiar and immediately likable. Because I already have one just like it (sans the salty note), the 20€/100 mL Angel Schlesser Eau Fraiche Citrus Pomelo, where the grapefruit is more zesty, the whole thing is linear and way more lasting and projecting (thanks to 100% synthetic origins, no doubt) than Biarritz. There is that, Chanel develops, although running pretty quick out of its pretty song. It also feels silky and polished in comparison, just as it ought to. Still, I am a bit peeved (at myself, not at Chanel) for buying more of the same, instead of diversifying my collection. Oh, and to add salt into the wound, muguet is nowhere to be seen on my skin. Will go for Venise next time. She is a pleasant gal, I am sure she would jilt me creditably. There is nothing a perfumista likes more than to be disappointed in a juice now and again. (Where would we be without Jane Austen).