Lonestar Memories: Colombina on Perfumesmellingthings. (...)Lonestar Memories makes me want to escape the mundane confines of my everyday world(...)

Lonestar Memories: Katie on Scentzilla. (...) Lonestar Memories smells of the examined life. Inside there is joy, and there is tiny heartbreak, e xisting only in reverie. The scent unravels into the consideration of past experiences, and pinings for future joys and heartbreaks(...)

Lonestar Memories: Marlen Harrison's review on PerfumeCritic.com (...) If you're a lover of leather or richer wood fragrances, this is gonna be a holy grail scent and in that case, better get two bottles.(...)

Lonestar Memories: Cait Shortell's review on Legerdenez. (...) Do you appreciate scent because you identify with the scent and its image? Does a scent have the ability to create a memory outside one’s own experience?(...)

Thursday, September 08, 2005


Well, nomen est omen, in this case: Gomma from ETRO is supposed to be a leather scent with a caoutchouc line. It is well done, and on a paper strip, after 5- 10 minutes, there is a note which reminds me of fresh natural rubber juice, dripping in circular lines down caoutchouc trees like milk. It is a fine line, somewhat hidden behind a powdery, rather sweet chord which is very voluptuous at the start and slowly diminishes behind a dry, sweet mossy leather line. Here, you find maybe some patchouli and a touch of cistus, finally it is leaving off with a sweetish powdery bouquet. At the very start of evaporation, however, the overall impression is somewhat unclear, too much Citronellol-like terpenes?, too vigorous for me, but pleasing anyhow.
I cannot fight the image of a large crowd, all people talking a touch too loud. And in the midst of the crowd you find this the shy caoutschouk girl, timidly raising her hands as she has something to say. Finally, the crowd moves slowly away, leaving but a few smoky guys with woody sticks and mossy shoes. And then caoutchouc girl raises her voice which tunes in almost perfectly with the guy’s murmuring. But soon, she doesn’t speak anymore, as she has said what there was to be said. She moves on too, leaving an empty space behind her.
This is the moment you have to spray it on again, as Ms caoutchouc is just too nice.


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