This musky floral is not a typical Serge Lutens creation. On application, it settles like a dewy mist, infused with osmanthus and apricots. Just purely pretty.
Nonetheless, when I bury my nose in my wrist, Nuit de Cellophane is swirling with surprises. The spices and indolic white florals are cartoonishly dirty up close, although they project a light and pretty sillage.
Perhaps because of its more sour elements, Nuit de Cellophane doesn’t develop on the skin like a typical musk. It doesn’t create an everlasting fluffy cloud effect, and it doesn’t fade to a sweet nothing. It goes even more indolic, and even becomes smoky. If the beginning of the fragrance feels like it is swirling, the development feels a bit like a frenzied spin. This stage is more Lutensian, and maybe not for everyone. Personally, I like how deceptive it is, and I always get compliments when I wear it. I just need to wear it more often.
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