The first step in its seduction ritual is a fizzing firework display of raspberry, so sparkling, it takes you by surprise each time you re-spray the scent. The gourmand sweetness is allowed to grow larger, before making room for the eponymous floral note: a deep, velvety, peppery rose that whispers intimacies in your ear and pulls you further into a realm of sugars. And just when you think your system couldn't possibly cope with any more olfactory calories, the base of the fragrance reveals itself to be a delicate layer of the finest marzipan, spotlessly white and enriched with the complex contrasts of almonds.
This is Andy's most resolutely feminine scent, designed for Snow White on an evening when she feels like letting her hair down. She borrows Little Red Riding Hood's cape, paints her nails crismson and applies glossy scarlet lipstick to her coquettish pout. She puts on a ruby ring and slips her feet into pillar-box stilletos. And then she hits the town, racing through the streets in a blood-red Lamborghini, looking for someone willing to bite into her deliciously wicked apple and succumb to the delights of her playful poison.
[Andy Tauer will formally launch Une Rose Vermeille this weekend at Florence's Pitti exhibition; review based on a sample of eau de parfum obtained in 2010; fragrance tested on skin; click here for a retrospective review of the Tauer Perfumes range, or here for a review of Eau D'Épices, which was released at the same time as Une Rose Vermeille.]