Description
“Violet Firefly eau de parfum is a fabulous drag queen; she was Tinkerbell’s best friend for so many centuries, but J.M. Barrie elected not to include any mention of such socially ‘risky business’ back in 1904. In truth, Miss Vi’ was aghast at the prospect of being publicly outed back then, and so Miss Tinkerbell’s contract with Mr Barrie stipulated that any references to Violet Firefly were strictly off-limits. These days, the entire concept of Peter Pan holds, quite frankly, so many more possibilities. To all the free and gorgeous beings here in the room tonight, please put your hands together and give a warm welcome to the stage, …the irresistible, the incandescent, purple princess of the runway…. the glorious Violet Firefly. Fashionista Vi’ is wearing a narcotic cocktail of Jasmine Grandiflorum, Iris, Leather accord, Violet Leaf absolute, Clary Sage, glitter, feathers, sequins and total seduction factor.” – a note from the brand.
Violet Firefly by Teone Reinthal Natural Perfume is a Chypre fragrance for women and men. The nose behind this fragrance is Teone Reinthal. The fragrance features jasmine, iris flower, leather, violet leaf and clary sage.
adelmSpam – :
I love violets, but most violet scented fragrances tend to be overly sweet and too lipsticky powdery. Violet Firefly is one of the most realistic and beautiful violet fragrances I have ever worn. It is intense, sparkly and shimmers upon interaction with my skin, reminding me of my dark purple gem grade amethyst. She is not sweet and girly. She’s slightly mysterious, assertive and seductive. I adore it!
edyyyy – :
Violet Firefly to me is more of a leather firefly. She’s heavy and intense. When you meet her, you’re taken aback and that reaction never truly changes. She’s tender at times, but never really know what’s going to happen next with this crazy woman. To say it in less words, I get the comparison entirely
It smells of leather jackets, heavy heady powerhouse floral perfume and lipstick. If there was ever a scent to perfectly capture the fabulous drag queen that’s always the centre of attention, it would be this. Singing 80s ballads, drinking the trashiest but tastiest drink you could imagine. Hard to approach, but you’d be glad you did – she’s crass, she’s gorge, she’s a stone cold biatch.
Havin’ fun? You know it.
zvq945Diobtetty – :
I dunno about the cross-dressing reference in the official description of Violet Firefly. It sure is darn hilarious. This woman should rewrite all fairytales. I can see it’s a result of the pairing of a respectable Victorian lady’s favourite flower and the masculine leather accord. One thing’s for sure though, VF is what I thought Oriza L. Legrand’s Violettes du Czar would be. It has a crisp cool opening of brightly faceted violets balanced judiciously with a smooth leather accord. Every other note in the composition bows in submission and service to these two star players. This is dignified and stately enough to be the signature scent of any au courant imperial court.
I’m amused by the irony of the comparison. Violettes du Czar was worn by not one but two of the Romanov tsars. Oriza L. Legrand being the chosen purveyor of fine fragrances to the Russian court. To my surprise, the supposed Tsar’s Violets turned out to be a infectiously gay, grape soda cum bubblegummy type violet. It eventually grew on me and I like it immensely now. It’s just not very, ermm… Kingly. I think if these two perfumes exchanged names, nobody would bat an eyelid.
Infamous royalty aside, Violet Firefly is more ballsy than she cares to admit. This is a truly unisex fragrances. One that both Victorian ladies and Russian tsars would love. I’m sure they’re eating their hearts out in the grave now. Drag queen this is not, but something quite regal.
SANNYа – :
VIOLET FIREFLY flickers her incandescence midst a moist verdant evening, as the warmth of the day drifts towards liquid cool and the mystery of the approaching night hovers on evening stillness.
I often muse on how perfumers come by the names they give their creations but this one is ringing all the bells in the forest – the synesthetes among you will know what I mean!
You’ve gotta love the way the firefly dances through this scent, dazzling in one corner then the minute you look for her there she’s gone somewhere else to entice you again with her cool, catch me if you can allure. It’s a dance of lights, a scintillating olfactory winged pirouette. *Teone Reinthal may well have invented the first kinetic perfume.
One can smell the thirsty foliage, the out-breath of swollen blossom, the beginnings of dew on the jasmine, a hint of earth catching the sweet finality of fallen petals; the air is alive with expectation, and then – violets – and the firefly dances – effervesces right in front of you.. again.. and again.
I love this one. It is cheeky as well as sublimely elegant. Uplifting. Not overpowering, not cloying or sweetly heavy. Suitable anytime, and for anyone who truly believes in magic.
emadi – :
A sea of delicate, dainty, dark purple flowers, like fragrant amethyst gems lies before you. Beautiful violets, sweetly pungent, orchestrated in a grand accord lie on a lightly crisp bed of dark green violet leaves. Gentle iris creeps in, growing, softly, sweetly, like the pale powdery evening skies as the violet fades to an invisible veil in the dusky light. The iris settles like the gently hanging clouds on the horizon waiting for the dusk to draw a close.
Twilight approaches. Fireflies dance and weave in the eventide, emanating an ethereal violet luminescence. As they flitter around you they leave fragrant violet glimmers in their wake like the ephemeral glistening of their wings. And in an instant they are gone as the darkness closes in, only to return time and again.
As the darkness of the night ensues a leather accord entwines, sheer under the pale lunar beams. A moonlit suede emerges and with iris, hand in hand, they feel the cool green violet leaves underfoot as they walk the night through.