I love Kenzo Amour, the parfume. It is one of the most delicious and comforting scents I’ve ever come across in bottled form. It’s fuschia coloured bottle is a gem in itself, flaunting a very feminine, curvy and sensual shape. Getting yourself enveloped in a very subtle cloud of Kenzo Amour turns any gray day into flowing moments of romance and warmth, that encourages you to open up and flirt with life. It’s a whirling mix of frangipani, steamed rice, sandalwood, vanilla, cherry blossom and musk – sensual, flowery… and it insists on teasing you over and over again by conjuring up memories and images of SouthEast Asia and India… of incense and bare feet, temples and flowing chiffon sarees, heaps of fresh flowers, friendly strangers, serenity within, warm rains and vibrant colours.
There is a limited edition of Kenzo Amour called ‘Indian Holi’. To me, it’s very different from Kenzo Amour, a completely different perfume altogether. Indian Holi is – true to it’s name – even more colourful than the original. There’s swirls of rose, pink pepper and peony that makes it more flowery, and with a different kind of spicy twist that really sets them apart. It’s also very sweet and a lot stronger, more long-lasting.
However, I personally don’t associate it to the feelings I sense in my memories of celebrating Holi in India. I don’t feel that crazy, intense, playful or bold attitude that Holi is an embodiment of. That being said, who cares – it’s a really cool name for a wonderful scent!
