Best Love Frequency by Charlotte Tilbury Alternatives & Similar Perfumes

Ta´if is an intoxicating and audacious rose scent from the town of Ta´if which sits above the shores of the Red sea and overlooks the Arabian desert. This perfume dislikes daylight preferring dusk, the night, parties, promises and assignations. It is an opulent composition which makes a bold entrance and is confident enough to sweep everyone else to one side – a real belle of the ball.

A total delight, a Shahmaran dark rose with spicy spikes. This precious rose grows on a rock of amber and this makes its aroma deep and honeyed.

That was Bloom’s fragrant fairy tale take on describing 1001’1 Nights.

It’s a very poetic perfume inspired by the Arabic saga, a maze of stories inside a story. The materials (rose, incense, sea salt) and aesthetics (it’s a rich and generous oriental blend) totally would have fitted Scheherazade’s nights.

An olfactory portrait of Desirée Clary, the 16-year-old beauty who first captured Napoleon’s heart. This is a generous gardenia and rose, full and warm, made playful with grapefruit, pink pepper and passion fruit. A chord of amber and musk cushions the pleasure.

An aromatic, dreamy citrus scent inspired by the sumptuous Andalusician city of Marbella. With rose, amber and peach this perfume is fresh, floral and sophisticated.

The name means “sinful loves”, but there’s no sin in loving a perfume as irresistible as Amori Peccatori. This parfum deposits a quick kiss of fresh grapefruit and pink pepper before getting straight to the point: a plush pillow of orris, tonka bean and vanilla. The base of patchouli, amber and animalic musks lets people know you mean business.

Perfumer: Maud Chabanis

A self-possessed perfume for a person who doesn’t need anything, but craves everything. This is excess with control, 70s-era Bianca Jagger wearing Halston, lighting up the Studio 54 dance floor. Carine is a fiercely chic patchouli with an ample gardenia and jasmine cleavage, trussed in a corset of vetiver. Sighs of rose and amber sail through the trail of this Dominique Ropion composition. Confident, elegant, insolent.

Grande Ile blends the bounty of Madagascar — vanilla, pink pepper berries and black pepper — into a sensual and comforting spicy amber. This award-winning scent blends a warm ambery accord with clove, caramel nuances and a rich woody bouquet. Contrasting notes of dry cedar, creamy vanilla, and resinous touches create depth and intrigue. Grande Ile’s enveloping trail unfolds gently on the skin, revealing evolving facets throughout the day. Depending on who you ask, this intriguing beauty moirés between Oriental lilies, a vanilla sauna, and a smoky souk.

Intoxicating and smooth, the Damascena rose radiates throughout. A twist of pink pepper brings a touch of freshness. The velvety touch of rose petals combined with vanilla creates a luxurious veil. 

Furthermore, there is a dark, green undertone from the davana herb which contrasts with the silkiness of the rose.

Like late summer afternoon in a garden, when light, air and nectar merge into one another. May rose is given extra oomph with the fruity fullness of pear and cassis blossom. Sandalwood and ambrette suggest bare, kissed skin.

This girl is a gift for well-behaved men. The one who bursts into a party and suddenly makes you want to believe in Santa. Half way between a flirtatious temptress and a dancing queen, the temperature rises just by her presence. 

To hell with “global warming”! She’s here to have fun, no matter what. Heavenly lightness in December… Sweet honey notes at the start lie on a vanilla-tangerine accord and all at once life becomes as captivating as the fullness of her décolleté. It’s soft and warm, notes swirl and dance, and the world starts spinning, like a faceted mirror ball, marvel of all marvels.

In the heart, red pepper mingles with nigella in a detonating cocktail of scents. Hot red lips adorn a lavishly extraverted smile. Breathtaking! The slightly musky, solar accord of the base speaks of the radiant warmness of her skin under her laughing throat. She calls for her after-midnight man, the one who will abduct her under the Xmas tree. And who will jealously sweep her off her feet and into his room, like a child would with his most precious present.