I sampled Mona di Orio’s Tubereuse last summer and I have to admit that we did not hit it off at all; in fact, we downright got off on the wrong foot with each other.
First, my often-bizarro skin somehow pulled a slightly bitter note — the bergamot, I’m guessing, which is puzzling because the “b” and I usually get along like a house afire. Then came a spicy, nutty streak that was so NOT in line with the chilly tuberose blast that I was expecting and hoping would give me shivers on a blistering July day.
Perhaps it was the peppercorn, the almond-leaning heliotrope, the coconut milk, or some combination of those. Even gourmand lover that I am, it just did not work. No way was I going anywhere near a bakery in that heat, even for a few minutes. I wasn’t tempted to scrub it off, but I essentially gave it the cold shoulder until it wore off.
Since then I’ve tried several other scents by Mona di Orio, and they were so well done that I had second thoughts. Perhaps my nose was on the fritz that day, my hormones were running amok, or maybe it really was the heat — who knows? But I figured I ought to give it another chance. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from riding with the Posse: If at first you don’t succeed …
So with chilly (at times, even cold) weather in full swing, I’ve revisited this earthy beauty. And what a difference 30 degrees makes! I can now appreciate this Mona in a way I couldn’t during the stifling heat of summer. The greenery is more pronounced this time around, the tuberose is fully visible but not overbearing, and the bakery has just closed its doors, leaving only a hint of gourmand behind. It’s got just enough warmth, thanks to its dry coconut note, and just enough fresh to be pleasing.
If there were a tuberose family reunion, Mona would be the lovely, level-headed cousin, who, despite being quiet, has quite a lot to say. She embraces her uniqueness, is happy with herself and can hold her own in any setting. No easy feat, that — being surrounded as she is with a very vocal (and sometimes diva-esque) collection of relatives ranging from Fracas and Tubereuse Criminelle, Carnal Flower, L’Artisan’s Nuit de Tubereuse, and more.
With her slightly friendlier, earthier personality, as other reviewers have noted, this Mona might be just the thing to make a tube lover out of those who find the big-gun scents overwhelming. And although I won’t be going FB with this, I’m happy to have a bit of it in my white flower arsenal, to wear whenever the mood strikes (in cool weather, natch).
Notes (from Luckyscent): pink peppercorn, bergamot, green leaves, tuberose absolute, benzoin, heliotrope, coconut milk, amber, musk
So please share: What scent, if any, has disappointed you at first blush but redeemed itself when you wore it later under different circumstances?