The closest to a soliflore of all the violets I've sampled thus far, Violette Précieuse is violet at its most arresting-- for about two seconds.
I curse my epithelium for copping out, because ooooohh! The maddeningly short-lived bit of scent that precedes the system overload is pure amethyst tumbled smooth, offering up a single soul-stopping glisten before it sinks below the surface of Caron's patented woody pudding.
Don't go! I cry. Does it ever listen?
Scent Elements: Violet flowers and leaves, iris, orange blossom, jasmine, lily-of-the-valley, raspberry, vetiver, nutmeg, sandalwood