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Blonde
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Descripción
Blonde by Versace is a floral fragrance for women. Launched in 1995, the nose behind this composition is Nathalie Feisthauer. The top notes include gardenia, violet, orange blossom, neroli, and bergamot; the heart notes are formed by nard, ylang-ylang, narcissus, and carnation; and the base notes are civet, benzoin, and musk.
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I love it to the core; it ran out and I can’t find it in Argentina anymore. To me, it IS THE PERFUME.
Blonde remains my absolute favorite Versace. It starts as a storm of white flowers with delicious, fresh benzoin and musk, fresh with lemon, but soon that freshness yields to a subtly dirty touch, probably due to civet, closing with a very soft talc-like sensation. I love the gardenia and bergamot. It’s elegant, sublime, complex, feminine, and intense, with that unique duality: on one side immaculate, on the other wild and a bit dirty, and together they are a delight. Projection and longevity are incredible. Blonde, come back.
Blonde is Versace’s masterpiece for me. It starts as a shower of white flowers with benjamine and musk, refreshed by lemon, before those flowers gain a dirty, wild edge—perhaps from civet—ending with a powdery trail. I absolutely love the gardenia and orange blossom. It’s elegant, sublime, complex, and feminine, with that duality between the immaculate and the wild that is pure delight. The projection and longevity are incredible. I need to buy it again.
Tuberose made into pure bacon. Talking about tuberose is talking about the quintessential animal and indolic floral. Neroli is the opposite of soft flowers like lily of the valley or rose; it’s scandalous, loud, and always shouts to stand out. It’s a flower that doesn’t seek love, but pure, genital, frenetic sex. Blonde is much more hyperbolic than other nerolis like Mahora or Carolina Herrera; it’s greedy, capricious, and impudent. It’s a yellow, syrupy tuberose, a Carpe Diem made into perfume. It captures the exact moment just before orgasm. Versace in the 90s sold baroque excess, and Blonde is the epitome of that Italian madness. It’s the most overwhelming neroli I’ve heard, which, as it evolves, becomes carnal and wonderfully vulgar. I smell my hand and wonder if it’s perfume or a strip of salty bacon with bread and tomato. It’s greasy, it’s morbid butter, a disaster. Essential if the rest seem timid to you. Your eyes will melt. P.S. The bottle is top too: transparent with the engraved Medusa and a cap with a fake diamond. 90s Italy with a stop in Miami, pure madness.
Tuberose made into pure bacon. Talking about tuberose is talking about the quintessential animal and indolic floral. It’s an original flower from Mexico that the Spanish exported to the world, astounded by its narcotic and sweet aroma. Neroli is the opposite of soft flowers like lily of the valley or rose, even cold jasmine. Tuberose plays in a different league; it’s scandalous and loud, always shouting and refusing to hide. Even tamed, its only purpose is to seduce, make you think of pure sex, genitals, mucous membranes, frenetic rhythms. Any fragrance with neroli isn’t for the timid; whoever chooses it does so consciously. Blonde is more hyperbolic and loud than other nerolis like Mahora or Carolina Herrera. Blonde is too much, ultra, greedy, capricious, and if needed, impudent. It’s a yellow, syrupy tuberose, a Carpe Diem made into perfume with sexual fluids and sweet petals. It captures the exact moment just before orgasm. Versace started making little noise, but with Blonde they shed their complexes; the brand in 1995 sold baroque excess, a bacchanalian 90s Italy. Blonde is the epitome of that style. It’s the most overwhelming neroli I’ve heard, at maximum power with animal sweetness. After the initial citrus tone passes, it becomes more buttery, carnal, and vulgar. Sometimes I smell my hand and wonder if it’s perfume or a strip of salty bacon that doctors advise against but which, with bread and tomato, is delicious. It’s greasy, it’s morbid butter, a disaster. Essential for tuberose lovers; if the rest seem timid to you, try this. Your eyes will melt. P.S. If the perfume is good, the bottle is too: transparent with a matte-engraved Medusa and a cap with a fake diamond. 90s Italy with a stop in Miami, pure madness.
A true vintage perfume. Heavy on violets and neroli. An absolute indulgence of luxury and class. Perfect for night parties. The trail and projection are brutal; be careful with the amount, this isn’t meant to go unnoticed. The bottle is gorgeous; the 30ml version looks like a luxurious blue bar of soap.
A very potent vintage perfume. Violet and neroli at maximum level. Pure luxury and class. Perfect for going out at night. The trail and projection are brutal, watch out with the drops. Not for those who want to go unnoticed. The bottle is top too; the 30 ml looks like a luxury blue soap bar.
Delicious, wonderful neroli, gardenias, and jasmine. One of the best perfumes I’ve ever used. But it’s no longer available in Argentina. It’s long-lasting and leaves a huge trail, although almost all perfumes fade quickly on my skin. Undoubtedly, the best from Versace.
The neroli is so potent that on my nose it smells like an absolute floral peach, precious and incredibly sweet. It’s so voluptuous it borders on the sweetness of a peach in syrup, so sweet it’s intoxicating. I expected to see it on the pyramid and it’s strange it’s not there, so I assume it’s that neroli at maximum power. It’s so potent and has so many nuances, oscillating between light and dark, the sweet and the wild, innocence and maturity. It’s a bomb; no need to say its projection and longevity are relentless. It gives the sensation of raising skin temperature; it’s a beast of a floral and neroli is its queen. Recently I reviewed White Shoulders; they aren’t similar, but I said it reminded me of vintage scent cards, as the neroli in Blonde still reminds me more of those cards. Both have neroli, and that’s the similarity. It smells like a giant collection of scent cards but with an outstanding character, much more mature than those pastel-colored papers with 80s will. I’m blown away; in my head, I can’t believe this doesn’t exist in the current market. It’s the best I’ve smelled from Versace, a damn bomb I discovered too late. I’m not one for signature perfumes, but I see myself wearing this for days, months, and more.
The neroli is so potent it smells like sweet floral peach, almost like in syrup, so voluptuous it’s intoxicating. I don’t see it in the pyramid, but I assume it’s that neroli at its peak. It oscillates between light and dark, sweet and wild, innocence and maturity. It’s a bomb with relentless projection and longevity. It gives the sensation of heating up the skin; it’s a beast of a floral where neroli reigns supreme. It reminds me more of vintage scent cards than White Shoulders. It smells like a giant collection of those cards, but with more character and maturity. I’m blown away; it’s the best I’ve smelled from Versace, a bomb I discovered too late. I can see myself wearing this for days and months.
Spectacular. I’ve never smelled anything as incredible as when I met Blonde. I struggle to say which flower dominates, whether it’s the neroli or the gardenia, but it smells wet, creamy. To me, it’s a 100% 90s perfume, a ‘new rich’ scent, golden and bronzed. Whenever I can, I buy it.
Absolutely stunning. I’ve never smelled anything as incredible as Blonde. I can’t quite tell if it’s neroli or gardenia that dominates, but it smells wet and creamy. To me, it’s a 100% 90s perfume—pure ‘new rich’ vibes, golden and bronzed. I buy it whenever I can.
Oh, my dear and brilliant Blonde! They say you’re a loud, intense white floral, but they’re wrong: you’ve never been simple. You’re complex, bewitching, narcotic, and dazzling. You’re extroverted, loud, and openly sexual; you love being the center of attention and leaving a mark. You are dust of memories and eternal beauty. Your neroli and gardenias have a carnal, creamy, spicy appearance; both fight for the spotlight until they tie. Beside them, slightly eclipsed, are the narcissus and carnation, yet you can feel them. Over those dazzling flowers, you note sweet, natural, wild fruity touches, plus a gourmand benzoin and civet that highlight your liberal, visceral character. Yes, you might scare at first, but in the end, you captivate the world because you are of it. Blonde is the most impressive white floral I’ve ever smelled: dirty, lascivious, overflowing, and indescribably beautiful. Deep, with great body and evolution, a worthy representative of the 80s and 90s. Over 12 hours of longevity and high-to-moderate projection in its final hours.
So sweet it gave me a headache.
It’s so sweet that it made me dizzy.