Hello Perfume Posse. Naja was released April last year in Milan at the big Esxence perfume fair. Fortunately I got to spend some time with Vero. Though we didn’t chat much about Naja itself we did talk about her dedication to being new and innovative. Her desire to create fragrances unparalleled in the world of fragrance that is currently obsessed with copycatting and derivation is brave. Also her search for quality. It was interesting hearing Neela chat with her at dinner, the first time they had real time to meet each other. They are both obsessed with making the best perfumes they know how. They strive to push as far forward fragrantly as they can. To give the buyer a piece of art that is multidimensional and beautiful.
Naja by Vero Kern for Vero Profumo 2017
Parfumo gives these featured accords:
Osmanthus absolute, Melon, Linden blossom, Tobacco
Acid green is one of my favourite colours. Vero has chosen it to represent Naja yet the bottle is black. Acid green and black, such a witches brew of colour. There has been much talk of snakes and cigarettes, Tabac Blond and Habanita being the inspiration for the fragrance and I can smell each reference but to me Naja is all about magic and the witches that brew it. (this could definitely have something to do with my current addiction to TVs GRIMM)
Naja opens ferociously green, like Granny Smith apples and honeydew melon fruit salad. As soon as you get your head around its acidic sweetness a leathery linden and thick pollen wash like a wave over the top engulfing and then slowly receding. We are caught in this briny fantasy for a while and it both glorious and weird, skirting the edges of too much but never quite pushing over the edge. The newness of Spring with underlays of bilge, flowers, leather, over ripe melon and also the cool wash of fresh sea water.
Vero has created something that smell quite different up close and at arms length. Under my norse the whole fragrance is a little overwhelming. Like a painting though should you give yourself half an arms length suddenly it becomes a wander through a linden grove by the sea shore of some fantasy island. A island of mystery and magic.
Have you dipped your toe in the Vero Profumo pool of fragrances?
Portia also writes for Australian Perfume Junkies.