Why CHANEL CHANCE EAU SPLENDIDE is my new summer obsession

There is something slightly antagonistic to wear a deep and exhilarating scent in the middle of an Indian summer. It is unaccomplicated, maybe even a little masochistic, but I always have gravity towards perfumes that have weight. Vanilla, tonka, Amber. Perfumes that promise to be slowly but firmly, which persist as the last note of a song long after the room is silent.
But Chanel’s luck water splendé, the most recent add to the cult line of the house, took me off guard. While Chanel embarks on the Nykaa online store and in certain luxury doors, I found myself facing Me?
Chance splendid water opens with a burst of crisp and tangy raspberry, like biting fruit that comes out of the refrigerator, perfectly refrigerated and full of life. It’s sparkling but not saccharin, and it immediately sets the tone: fun, yes, but with a feeling of control that does not plunge into the juvenile. The heart flowers in pink geranium, a note that slightly carries its floral identity, cut off from a mint freshness which prevents it from switching to powdery nostalgia. It is modern, freshly cut, almost aerodynamic.
Just when you think you have the measure, the base turns out to be: White Musk and Cedar. It’s clean, but not clinical. Discreet, not disappointing. He doesn’t cry out, but he gets it anyway. Like sliding on a white satin shirt that somehow adapts right.
This is what surprised me: luck splendid water is not trying to dazzle. This does not aim to be sexy or eccentric or to prolong the trends. It’s just East. A perfume that meets you where you are, then subtly raises the moment. He does not superimpose your identity, he synchronizes with him.
And he thrives in the heat. The perfume behaves differently in summer, especially the genre we know in India. The notes flourish more quickly, wear longer and move further. The heat amplifies the head notes like raspberry, making them feel even juicy and more effervescent. On the hot skin, the rose geranium accuses a little, like the edge of a well in a hurry. Even white musk is less like a basic note and more like skin after the sun. Clean, warm and intimate.