Florist
Fragrance notes
Character
Florist by Ellis Brooklyn opens like a bucket of cold flower-shop water tossed in your face: crisp pear, tart lemon, and the green snap of lily of the valley. That first blast is pure spring morning, all dewy stems and wet petals. But then the florals crowd in. Gardenia and tuberose go thick and buttery, honeysuckle adds a syrupy sweetness, and jasmine sambac turns up the volume on that indolic hum. It feels both natural and synthetic at once, like a bouquet arranged by a perfumer who cares more about structure than about soil. The base of ambroxan and sandalwood steers it away from pure grandma potpourri, giving a clean, vaguely woody finish that keeps things from going too headshop.
The overall character? Picture a white linen dress crumpled on a park bench, faded perfume still clinging to the collar two hours later. Because two hours is about all you get. The longevity clocks in at a measly 2.77, and sillage barely whispers past arm’s length. That’s the honest weakness: this is a skin scent that evaporates before your lunch break. Perfect for an office day in spring, or a quick brunch when you want flowers without announcing yourself three tables over. It suits someone who loves a photorealistic white floral wardrobe, but anyone expecting a beast mode tuberose or a statement piece should skip. This is a fleeting bloom, not a greenhouse.
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