[unpaid/sample/affiliate/ad] As you’ll understand from the name, the scent of the Goutal Paris Une Maison de Campagne Scented Candle endeavours to capture the countryside – think fresh berries and posies … I know, I know, the sort of countryside that doesn’t truly exist in reality (cows, sheep and midges see that off in no uncertain terms). But if you consider it a wistful notion of lawns and sunshine, with nodding head flowers and gentle breezes, it’s really quite addictive.
It’s sweet with rose, a little bit bit juicy with berry notes (red berries and blackberries) and there’s something uplifting there to round it off although I can’t quite say what. If your countryside ideal is cream wood with gauzy white curtains blowing in the breeze while puffs of cloud whisper past in the blue sky, this IS it! It really is the smell of that image – although for authenticity, please transfer yourself to France.
The fragrance took a little while to get going, but the drift was enough once it had to permeate the kitchen, the dining room (now my office) and the sitting room. It’s a well-being scent – a waft is undeniably pleasant leaving you with pleasing feelings of things being fresh and harmonious … a contentment perhaps. This is very much a Camille fragrance rather than an Annick creation, developed in 2018. It’s £49 which isn’t as expensive as I thought it would be although I did give myself a fright by accidentally landing on the Hong Kong site where it is $610 (HK dollars!). You can find it HERE, non-affiliate HERE.
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When I saw the name of this candle, my first thought was blimey! Why would anyone make a candle that smelt of damp, drains and general fustiness? Because that’s the smell my lizard brain immediately conjours up when I think of houses in the country! Obviously the result of too many family holidays in the English countryside in the 1970s. Not even your lovely description and the pics (soooo pretty!) have been able to chase away the smell of dust – I’m going to start sneezing any second…
Yes, cow pats and flies are amongst my own memories!