Laine de Verre

After discovering Eau Froide and Eau Serge Lutens, it is the precious ice queen Laine de Verre that comes to hurl its metallic coldness at us, only to wrap us in the softness of cashmere wool. Oppositions, contrasts, battles… A powerful and complex Serge Lutens altogether!

Laine de Verre and its opposites, when the angel confronts the demon, or the man his woman...

Eau Froide or Fille de Berlin are proof that Serge Lutens likes to tell us marvelous tales, frozen with a thousand metals, of threads unwinding to the rhythm of his frosted and terribly modern scents.

With Laine de Verre, it is the opposites that play together between softness and turbulence, a deep incision of screaming metal wrapped in rosy silk and cashmere. For Laine de Verre, Serge Lutens thus imagined the story of an encounter between the cold material and the childlike touch, as the metal that, physically, takes shape in the scent. It is not without reason that the image of a chromed handlebar, attached to the steering bar of a bicycle, over which, in order to pick up speed, the child leans and thus brings the nose closer, which suddenly overtook me. Serge Lutens for Laine de Verre.

Of course, from this unisex fragrance one can only imagine the daily and forceful battle between feminine warmth and masculine coldness. So much so that the Lord of Glass and his Lady of Wool seem to have fought fiercely against each other, only to finally lay down their weapons, solely for the purpose of creating this divine Laine de Verre, made of flowers and fern that, on him, had frosted over, and of their accords finally rediscovered.

The storytelling affixed to the bottle will tell us little more. It will then be enough to discover this Laine de Verre to create its own story, its intimate and forceful skin play.

Between softness and incisive scents, Laine de Verre does not choose...

Laine de Verre belongs to the collection of Eaux by Serge Lutens, and so its slender and distinguished, very elongated bottle retains the codes of this precious collection. Only the label differs, to better present this contrasted juice as the result of an alchemy between the roundness and softness of the L, of wool, and the sharp letter V, of glass. Let us not forget that with the artist Serge Lutens nothing is left to chance.

The citrus notes of lemon punctuated with mint and dihydromyrcenol send us fresh top notes like a gust of frost. Then once again the aldehydes and hedione cast at us a frozen, sharp and pointed metallic note. Yet the floral heart of the Lady of Wool quickly comforts us with its precious notes of lily of the valley and rose. Finally, the lasting sillage of Laine de Verre is built on the peace treaty between this man of ice and this woman of fire, creating an accord between the softness of cashmere and the cottony scent of white musks, which nevertheless will not forget the sparkling freshness of evernyl. Let us not forget that a disagreement between the feminine and the masculine is not a rupture; it bursts forth, and, as a necessary condition for any creation, an accord results from it. Serge Lutens for Laine de Verre.

Presented as a struggle between warmth and ice, between the feminine and the masculine, Laine de Verre is the sum of this confrontation. Far from clichés, far from mass market perfumery, Laine de Verre bewitches us and captures us in its great, soft woolen coat… adorned with a few knives!