Michelle

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• Espartaco

  September 12, 2019

  

  Seeing Alex’s photo today reminded me of Michelle, an old, nearly forgotten Balenciaga that was truly undervalued. It’s not just a discontinued myth; it deserves its reputation. It was an incredibly rare, cold, green, floral, and balsamic scent, very novel. Imagine a seventies aldehydic floral, creamy and radiant, with tuberose and coconut, smelling like old lacquer. But Michelle was none of that. It was unclassifiable, a divine mix of white sexuality with herbs and mossy metallic finishes. The result smells like malachite or cold jade, balsamic in celadon tones, moss, and white/grey. The floral base features carnation and lacquery aldehydes, abstract foundations, and a vanilla-jasmine touch. What’s funny is that on top of those classic pillars, there’s a cold, narcotic sweetness, young green neroli, citrus, and herbaceous notes, with non-indolic green jasmine and neroli. Combined with woody, non-beachy coconut, it leaves you intrigued. Michelle managed to make a daytime perfume smell exotic, erotic, and sensual. When I tried it (I have minis and old vials), I imagined a minimalist Asian exoticism, like China or Japan, with cold tones like jade, carved bone, and mother-of-pearl, the coldness of white makeup, and the drape of a simple kimono. It’s not Oriental, but it evokes a sober, elegant East. It’s an overwhelming richness that shines on its own without taking detours through resinous or clichéd paths. Michelle smelled like Michelle; few perfumes smell so much like themselves. P.S.: The coconut is great; it doesn’t remind you of the beach or tropics, just like in Versace’s Crystal Noir, which shares coconut and milky white gardenia. However, Balenciaga is more seventies with tuberose tasting of steel due to the aldehydes and greens, while Versace leans more toward androgynous floral woods. P.S. II: The dry-down on clothes smells like something really expensive. The metallic green background brings back memories of Alada, an eighties Spanish perfume with a pristine, artificial, crystalline green. P.S. III: It would be perfect for a young Kathleen Turner, a woman you fall head over heels for her beauty, wearing a white shirt that doesn’t hide the coldness and sexuality she projects. Michelle was a very selfish perfume.

• Espartaco

  September 14, 2019

  

  Seeing Alex’s photo today reminded me of Michelle, an old, nearly unknown Balenciaga that was truly undervalued. It’s not just a discontinued myth; it deserves its reputation because it was an incredibly rare scent: cold, green, floral, and balsamic, very novel. Imagine a seventies aldehydic floral, creamy and radiant with tuberose and coconut. And add the smell of old lacquer. Michelle wasn’t that; it was unclassifiable: white sexuality with herbs and mossy metallic finishes. It smells like malachite or cold jade, balsamic in celadon and greyish-white tones. The floral base with carnation and lacquery aldehydes is supported by an abstract paste of flowers and a vanilla-jasmine touch. What’s funny is that on top of those classic pillars, your nose receives sparks of cold, narcotic sweetness, young green neroli, citrus, and herbaceous notes, with non-indolic green jasmine and neroli that, along with woody, non-beachy coconut, leave you intrigued. Michelle mixed things so well that a daytime perfume smelled exotic, erotic, and sensual. When I tried it (I still have minis and old vials), I imagined a minimalist Asian exoticism, like China or Japan, with cold tones like jade, carved bone, and mother-of-pearl, the coldness of white makeup, and the drape of a simple kimono. It’s not Oriental, but it evokes a sober, elegant East. It’s an overwhelming richness that shines on its own without taking detours through resinous or clichéd paths. Michelle smelled like Michelle; few perfumes smell so much like themselves. P.S.: The coconut is great; it doesn’t remind you of the beach or tropics, just like in Versace’s Crystal Noir, which shares coconut and milky white gardenia, but Balenciaga is more seventies with tuberose tasting of steel due to the aldehydes and greens, while Versace is more androgynous floral woods. P.S. II: The dry-down on clothes smells like something really expensive; the metallic green background brings back memories of Alada, a pristine, artificial, crystalline green from the eighties. P.S. III: It fits perfectly on a young Kathleen Turner, a woman you fall head over heels for her beauty, wearing a white shirt that doesn’t hide the coldness and sexuality others perceive. Michelle was a very selfish perfume.

• marcelafaravelli

  November 26, 2022

  

  Another incredible perfume that’s no longer available.