Ginestra (Broom)
Fragrance notes
Character
Ginestra opens with a sharp, almost hay-like burst of Dyer’s Greenweed, a greenness that feels more dusty than dewy, like brushing against a sun-scorched hillside in early June. That herbal snap quickly softens into a powdery floral heart where narcissus and violet jostle with a faintly soapy orange flower and a whisper of creamy orchid. None of these blooms are loud or candied; they read more as a memory of spring than its full, unguarded arrival. The dry down is where the fragrance finds its true character: oakmoss and birch pull everything into a woody, resinous chypre base that smells both ancient and immaculately pressed, like a pressed flower kept inside a leather-bound book for decades.
The overall impression is that of a sunbeam filtered through an old linen curtain, all golden warmth and genteel melancholy. It feels thoroughly natural, almost medicinal in its green bitterness, and unmistakably niche. This is not an easy perfume. Its moderate longevity and soft sillage mean you wear it for yourself, not for applause, and the powdery violet note can read as dated if you’re not already partial to vintage chypres. Who should wear it? Someone who adores a broody spring walk, who doesn’t mind smelling a little bit like a herbarium. Who should skip? Anyone chasing bright, synthetic blasts. This is for afternoons in a garden with good light and a novel in hand.
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