Prada Infusion Mandarine
The bittersweet scent of ripping open a mandarin is one of my absolute favourite smells. One of my least is that sticky syrupy smell of juicy fingers (usually on little people who then want to smear the sticky fingers all over the place).
Obviously Prada would not allow sticky smears to mar any of their creations. And so we have the palest rendition of the best part of what seems to be destined to be the citrus of the season.
In case you missed the memo, the Prada Infusions line is like the designer scent equivalent of those fancy mineral waters. Sparkly, refreshing, low-cal and just what you want to reach for as the temperature rises.
But don’t think there’s not a very considered approach to this summer saviour. Prada Infusion Mandarine opens with only the bright green elements of citrus (mandarin leaf is listed as a note), and you get the impression of plucking a fruit right out of the tree. Slowly it warms as a classic radiant accord of neroli and orange blossom – a combo that always makes me think of white sheets fresh off the line – starts to develop.
Here we’re at a crossroads. Go one way and add boozy, candy, smoky, sweet elements which would equal more longevity, but more fragrance calories. You know that feeling. Instead, perfumer Daniela Andrier lays these bright fresh vibes over a base of opopanax (that’s sweet myrrh to you), which has its own warming radiance along with an earthy, balsamic, but bright character.
It’s so subtle, a fitting way to fade out the freshness without mucking around with it.
Smear free till the end, Prada Infusion Mandarine is the perfect companion for a white cotton dress. Fresh, clean, radiant.