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Louve by Serge Lutens (2007) {Perfume Review & Musings} {New Fragrance}
In a sense it is another incarnation of Douce Amère by Lutens, not olfactorily speaking so much although there is a bitter almond note but more to the point as by the bitter-sweet feeling it elicits out of you, shedding light on deep continuities in the work of Serge Lutens..........
After smelling the perfume it feels like Louve, the she-wolf, is in part a reference to the myth of the she-wolf who nurtured Romus and Remulus in the tale of the foundation of Rome. The perfume offers a distinct maternal accord - however incongruous this may sound - that seems to allude to the theme of nurture and warmth symbolized by the she-wolf allied with the colder side of the mythological narrative which is that of the abandonment of the two infants destined to die. They are finally rescued by a she-wolf who will suckle them under a wild fig-tree assisted by a woodpecker, both animals sent by the god Mars, the father of the twins, and the shepherd Faustulus and his wife will adopt them later on.
The perfume is like a narrative series of tableaux full of symbolism. The perfume opens on a cherry note on a bed of rummy marzipan, then Kirsh liqueur suggesting chocolate in absentia, creamy cold fresh almond (with trace nuances of nail polish and savory green olive, just to indicate the complexity of the accord). The scent with time becomes colder and white and it creates the illusion of snow falling on the ground quietly building a silent wintry carpet. There is already a subtle undercurrent of ambergris which will become meaningful later on. Instead of a classic Lutensian arabesque motif woven into an Oriental carpet, one experiences a gentle impression of flakes of snow slowly covering warm subtly exotic spices. The accord remains cool or rather both warm and cool. The voluntary displacement of normal sensations whereby one usually experiences spices as being hot or even fiery turn here instead into a white cold snowy and soft balmy impression that is very unusual, strange, and enchanting. It is like sensing the cold wind of winter breathing upon rich spices in an attempt to chill them, turn them into icicles yet not quite succeeding at it. The spices remain under the blanket of snow muffled down by it yet never extinguished. Both principal accords do not blend but rather it is as if the powdery scintillating cold snow had just alighted on spices.
After a while, Louve lets a soft green note peak through underneath the soft whiteness, another contrast that is mysterious and intriguing. A green balsamic note surfaces offering a minty, Eucalyptus-like sensation. A vivifying cold spreads into one's limbs. At the same time it is contrasted with an understated lactic, creamy impression with nutty and flour-like nuances. One is taken to a strange world where everything becomes possible like in a fairy tale in which a gentle witch who would be called Parfuma is intent on teaching you the ways of the magical world and disorienting you, always pairing opposites.
The scent continues to feel peppery and a certain sharpness is contrasted with delicate softness. The cherry now feels a bit woody. Ambergris peaks through; the smell of this material is sometimes likened to maternal milk. Nowhere have we felt is so literally. The scent now is gentle, comforting, loving. The purity of the snow allied with the sensation of the purity of an ideal maternal-and-child love relationship is profoundly moving, felt readily rather than intellectualized. The interweaving of a colder green aniseed-like note with the soft cuddling and tender whiteness prolongs itself as if warmth had to be always inevitably paired with coldness.
The dry-down offers a third unusual tableau or scene; it becomes fruity, both prune-y and flour-like, the latter being reminiscent of the texture found in Bois Farine. The superposition of a rich floral and prune accord (mixed with a tinge of cherry liqueur) is reminiscent of Femme by Rochas. This accord is the color of pomegranate.This accord being set on a voluntarily bland unsweetened flour-like background with a subtle undercurrent of white milky caramel is the third contrast that continues to make the perfume feel surprising, unexpected, and very original.The fruity prune accord becomes quite vibrant, brilliant, a bit aldehydic with time but always associated with the soft opacity of a white gourmand flour. There are sweet jam-y overtones. It feels more like spring. There is an interesting edge of burnt resinous amber. It feels a bit incense-y. The longer dry-down is powdery, animalic and dirty with musk and civet and hints of sandalwood.
In Louve there is both a feeling of intimacy and solitude, of a warm presence and a lost kingdom of dreams. Somehow the snow continued to fall on the ground covering all traces, effacing paths that led somewhere and time stood still while the snow continued to fill the dreamed landscape. The scent literally makes you step into an enchanted world where everything feels topsy-turvy, possible, feasible and more beautiful and interesting than in this world. It is like the symbol of both a refuge for dreams and a loss of something more real, a fundamental nostalgic representation of mother-and-child love, which is to say that it is the story of the foundation of a person.
Louve is a wonderful winter scent. Some may be tempted to liken it to Rahat Loukhoum because of the cherry note (which is treated differently here) and the almond but it is a completely different piece of work.
Top note is white almond; heart notes are fruity, rosy notes, rose petals, jasmine petals; base notes are amber, vanilla, balms.
It is an eau de parfum haute concentration and is available 50 ml for $130 at Aedes (free ship through Dec 14), Luckyscent, and Beauty Habit.
(Rubens from Histoire du Monde)
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Myrte - Myrtle by L'Occitane (2007)
Love, Beyond Love by By Kilian
The Pope's Cologne by Excelsis Fine Fragrances: An Homage to Pie IX (Mid to Late 1800's - 2006)
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Snow is the last thing that comes to my mind when I smell Louve...the She-Wolf dichotomy might make sense, although the fragrance is still too gourmand for me to conjure any romantic notions. It could be because I am a guy. Eitherways, for the bracing smell of snow capped mountains you can try Geir, Creed Himalaya or to a lesser extent, Penhaligons Blenheim Bouquet (although the pine in this one might be too victorian). I will have Louve for dessert please :D
Posted by: zztopp | December 11, 2007
Wait, you know what, all this time I thought you were Zz Zorn:D
Posted by: Marie-Helene | December 11, 2007
Dear Marie-Helene.
I must say your masterful review of this Serge Lutens scent is so beautifully written. I am so driven to seek it out this weekend . Your descriptive writing is simply brilliant . I enjoy the juxtaposition of the coolness of the snow element against the warmth and ultimate surrender to intimacy on many levels. I really like Douce Amere and am slowly exploring the Lutens line. This superlative analysis is in my opinion the pinnacle of perfume expression and meaning.Thank you for this motivation.
Posted by: Madelyn E | December 12, 2007
Dear Madelyn,
Thank you -- I recommend to try to take a sample home because otherwise you might not be able to concentrate enough on the subtle aspects of this scent.
Posted by: Marie-Helene | December 12, 2007
Dear Marie-Helene,
Once again, having reread your review of Louvre - I feel it should be nominated for some kind of literary prize . You are such a gifted writer.I will take your advice .. I will head to Aedes this weekend for a sample and a spritz of this intriguing scent!
Question: Have you tried Guerlain new Double Spiritueuse Vanille ? I just bought it last week. I would be interested in your thoughts on this one .
Posted by: Madelyn E | December 13, 2007
I don't know about that:)
No, I haven't tried SDV.
Posted by: Marie-Helene | December 13, 2007
Dear Marie-Helene, I retried "Louve" after reading your wonderful review. I smelled a warm soft fur of a wild animal (a touch of forest and earth) with drying drops of maternal milk (you described it as "an understated lactic, creamy impression with nutty and flour-like nuances").
"Louve" cannot be romantic or sexy, because it carries different meaning - It is a poem to Motherhood. The opening is sweet and fruity, maybe, because twins are sweet as little babies are :)
Posted by: Lada | December 15, 2007
Dear Lada,
I am so glad you liked Louve:) Isn't it wonderful? And the motherhood theme in perfumery is seldom touched. It is a deeply emotional perfume and an authentic work of perfumery art.
Posted by: Marie-Helene | December 15, 2007