Best Lilas by Fragonard Alternatives & Similar Perfumes

A rampage through a fantasy meadow. Lily-of-the-valley, orange blossom and lavender are crushed underfoot as you run riot across beauty. Lilac and lemon assert themselves in the carnage. Tonka bean and white musk ensures that this extrait strength perfume stays and plays.

Perfumer: Chris Maurice

Sensual, refined and compelling this fruity rose opens with crisp, succulent green apple blended with spicy pink pepper and lush blackcurrant. A honeyed bouquet of jasmine and tuberose enriches the delectable pink rose for a sophisticated effect. The tenacious golden base of amber, musk and vanilla indulges the floral fruits for a bold and amplified diffusion. 

Almaz, the Arabic word for diamonds, are renowned not only for their beauty, but also for their timelessness as they withstand millions of years of immense pressure in their formation. This EdP references the indestructible nature of diamonds with a powerful blackcurrant-led bouquet. Juiciness is enhanced with raspberry, while powdery heliotrope and musk add padding to the cushiony feel. The ambered base, redolent with vanilla and brown sugar, offsets blackcurrant’s tartness.
 
The jewelled bottle incorporates a poem composed by Elen Jeres Ayoub, portrayed in Eastern Kufic calligraphy. The words have been meticulously placed so that the vertical lines create eight zones on the bottle, representing the lunar phases in each lunar calendar month to represent the passage of time.

The seasons and their times
And pressures and their effects,
Bear Diamonds as their fruit.
-Elen Jeres Ayoub

Silky citrus.

A particularly silky fragrance, where Pierre Guillaume transforms citrus acidity into a scented caress.

The kumquat-sandalwood accord seems infused with sunlight and bestows on the skin the charms of a melting creaminess, soft and fresh.

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The Sniff on Sunsuality:
"[it] opens with a delicate white floral note, bolstered with a smooth citrus undertone. It doesn’t really matter if it is lemon blossom, or lemon and blossoms, either way the scent opens light, breezy, and expansive. It’s a transparent scent that conjures up images of white muslin curtains billowing in a Mediterranean breeze, all gauzy and floaty. The floral nuances are sweet, delicate, almost naive, whilst the lemon is sharper, sourer but never very aggressive."

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Aromatic sage, coriander and black pepper combine with mandarin and lemon for laid-back sophistication. Vetiver and musk give it muscle, while orris provides lean, refined woodiness. 

Spiritually, number two symbolizes balance, a reminder that we are all connected. When we attune our inner self with our outer experiences, a profound equilibrium emerges. Kajal II, with its peach and bright aromatics playing against deep oakmoss, sandalwood and musk, is a tribute to this serene duality.

Perfumer: Rosendeo Mateu

A tribute to the peace and harmony of a late summer afternoon; a fragrance that is pure, serene and enveloping.

A peaceful stroll through the wheat fields and almond trees as the light of a summer day wanes and the warmth of the air caresses your skin… Admiring the beauty of the sun as it starts dipping behind the rolling hills and bunches of wild roses and geraniums color the dimming countryside.

Their bountiful blooms release subtle droplets of nectar that float in the air and blend with the earthy scent of freshly cut wood, invading the early night…

This fragrance is a prism refracting light into a splash of colors. A beam of ivy, lilac and lily of the valley illuminates a sandalwood and white musk milky way.

The so-called “Hanamachi” (花街 literally “flower town”) was traditionally the area where geishas lived and worked. This intriguing perfume evokes the allure of an “oiran”, the highest-ranking courtesan, expressing the contradictory charms of innocence and worldliness. Iris adds ravishing powdery notes to a bouquet of rose and violet. The base of sensual agarwood creates a beautiful harmony suggesting bygone decadence.

Mallow is the story of a candy flower that explodes in the infinite sweetness of violet powder. You do more than smell Mallow. You listen to it, you see it, you drink it and you touch it. Borne aloft by the vanilla-marzipan of heliotrope and plush sunshine of orange blossoms, this extrait is a haze of violets softly radiating from your magnetic self.