I'm wearing L'Heure Bleue and I'm thinking how things change. I used to consider it a sad and melancholic perfume, one that I enjoyed but wasn't comfortable wearing. Time and trial made me enjoy it for what it is. A glorious ode to a feeling. One so strong that only a perfume could capture it. L'Heure Bleue is a gorgeous powdery spicy scent. Heliotrope, iris, lilac, a flowery heart with carnation as counterpoint to balance and add a spicyness, and a glorious drydown that lasts forever, without falling into cliches; this is the mother of powdery perfumes, angel dust, spices and flowers creating a piece of art. It doesn't make me sad anymore. I don't feel uncomfortable wearing it. I enjoy it. I feel that if something so magical like the moment when the sun and moon meet is captured inside a bottle, the feeling couldn't be more soothing. Under the powdery halo, there's a strange coolness that makes you more aware of everything. That everything gets better. And now I enjoy it and even crave it at times. You have to like powder, as there is tons of it here. And it's the most angelic one. But don't give up on the first try, it takes time to break the ice. And if and when you do, the sense of calm is beautiful. And nothing could capture that beauty better than L'Heure Bleue!