Anyway, assuming we’re talking about the scent, let’s get down to brass tacks. Tom Ford’s Soleil Blanc. Yeah, yeah, launched in 2016. The perfume world went kinda bonkers for it, and honestly, I kinda get why.
See, it’s not your typical floral. It’s got that whole “amber floral” thing going on, but it’s also got this… sunshine-in-a-bottle vibe. Think bergamot making you wanna sip a mimosa, jasmine whispering sweet nothings, and ylang-ylang adding a bit of that exotic, “I’m on a yacht in the Mediterranean” feeling. And COCONUT. Lord, help us all, the coconut. Not that artificial, sunscreen-y coconut, but like, real, creamy coconut. It’s just… *chef’s kiss*.
The Eau de Soleil Blanc, the lighter version from 2018, is even more of a citrusy wake-up call. Imagine a spritz of bitter orange, a dash of neroli, and a whole lotta sparkle. It’s like Soleil Blanc’s younger, more energetic cousin, ready to hit the beach volleyball court.
Now, about this “compartilhável” thing (that’s Portuguese for “shareable,” I think?). Yeah, it’s marketed as unisex. And honestly, I can see it working on anyone. It’s got that perfect balance of sweet and sophisticated that just *works*. Although, full disclosure, I hoard my bottle like a dragon hoards gold. Sharing is caring, but… not with my Soleil Blanc. Sorry, not sorry.
But here’s the thing. Is it worth the Tom Ford price tag? That’s the million-dollar question, isn’t it? It’s definitely a splurge. A *major* splurge. And frankly, there are days when I think, “Girl, you could have bought groceries for a month with that money!” But then I smell it again, and I’m like, “Nah. Worth it.”
Okay, maybe I’m being dramatic. But seriously, it’s a beautiful fragrance. It’s luxurious, it’s evocative, and it makes me feel fancy AF. Even if I’m just wearing sweats and ordering takeout. So, yeah, I’m a fan. Just… maybe don’t tell my bank account.
