A gray chilly day, gray dirty slush on the pavement, gray skies and serious men in gray gabardine overcoats with gray newspaper cones – in their hand, under arm or even sticking out of a handbag. And confined in each of those cones are hundreds of small suns.
This is how I remember 8th of March, an International Women’s Day, from my childhood. Of course, there were other early spring flowers – tulips and daffodils (back then we didn’t have “evergreen” roses yet) – but mimosa* was strongly associated with this holiday (a combination of Mother’s Day and St. Valentine’s Day). Mimosa was such a sunny and happy flower that you couldn’t help feeling Spring in the air even though it was still cold and unpleasant outside.
It’s almost never cold where I live now; all seasons’ boundaries are blurred and I gladly swapped not so “international,” as I found out, holiday for a more romantic, in my view, local one. But I still smile and my heart fills with joy whenever I see these bright golden constellations on a filigree of silvery leaves.
A couple of years ago I hunted down and bought a full bottle of Amarige Harvest Mimosa 2007 by Givenchy. I’m not sure what I liked about this perfume: a smell of a mimosa in it, the idea of a mimosa note in it or my quest for this perfume that smelled more and more like a mimosa as my tiny sample vial was nearing the end? I don’t know but I still like this bitter and slightly woodsy scent and enjoy wearing it from time to time.
Last year I got a sample of Mimosa by Calypso Christiane Celle. I found it to be too linear and soapy. The scent I wouldn’t mind in my bath products but not as my perfume.
A week ago a sample of Mimosa pour Moi by L’Artisan Parfumeur came in the package from Luckyscent. I’ve read so many nice reviews for it that I really hoped to like it. I did like it somewhat. But I cannot smell any mimosa in it. It’s a very fresh and delicate spring bouquet, I wouldn’t mind wearing it if I happen to come across a stray bottle but I will not be actively seeking it.
A several days ago I finally managed to get my hands on a sample of Annick Goutal‘s Le Mimosa. It took two trips to the mall and a very friendly and willing to help SA. I waited for that perfume since I read an announcement about its upcoming launch on one of the blogs. I wanted to love it and already imagined a bottle with that cute polka-dot bow in my collection. It’s a very bright, fruity, happy and … awfully nauseating scent on my skin. I smell no mimosa but a lot of peach. And this particular peach almost makes me hurl.
Today while looking for real reviews that I liked reading earlier and would like to recommend (since I do not do perfume reviews in this blog) I stumbled upon Jessica’s review of the Amouage Library Collection Opus III in which she focuses on the mimosa note in this perfume. I had to dig out my sample of this wonderful creation and test it again. Either it’s a power of suggestion or my nose got trained in recent days but I think now I can smell mimosa among top notes of Opus III. It is not my favorite perfume from Amouage line but I would gladly wear it while my sample lasts. Unlike some other perfumes by Amouage it doesn’t feel too heavy for warm weather.
There are other mimosa-centric perfumes but for now I’m putting on hold my active search for a perfect mimosa scent (ok, right after I try Une Fleur de Cassie by Frédéric Malle which I’ve already ordered).
Happy Women’s Day to all women – either you observe this holiday or not.
* This “mimosa” is actually from Acacia dealbata (Silver Wattle).
Image: my own