Francesca Bianchi Perfumes Candy from Strangers, AI collage by Nicoleta
“Oh, God, I know no joy as great as a moment of rushing into a new love, no ecstasy like that of a new love. I swim in the sky; I float; my body is full of flowers, flowers with fingers giving me acute, acute caresses, sparks, jewels, quivers of joy, dizziness, such dizziness. Music inside of one, drunkenness. Only closing the eyes and remembering, and the hunger, the hunger for more, more, the great hunger, the voracious hunger, and thirst.” – Anaïs Nin
I have said it before, and I will probably keep saying it as long as Francesca Bianchi keeps making perfumes: her creations are not “safe”. They move in that complicated zone where comfort and unease hold hands, complicitly, under the table, and beauty always comes with a sin-gilded, deliciously corrupted, frayed edge. Her fragrances often feel like intimate secrets between her and those who wear them, and Candy From Strangers, her new offering, fits perfectly into this private, human, dangerously alive universe.
Even if the name might seem to wink in the direction of a gourmand, I immediately knew I was not to be greeted by a “gourmand with jazz hands” leading me into the territory of marshmallow innocence or sugarplum fairy dust. This is Francesca, so this candy comes with strings attached. Many strings, actually. In various shapes, sizes, textures, and hard – to – untie knots. Some silk, some leather, some whose intentions are best left unexplained in polite company.
Perfumer Francesca Bianchi, image via the brand
Francesca Bianchi tells us: “Candy From Strangers represents the attraction of the unknown. It is the threshold between desire and danger, the pleasure of crossing the line. It is the instant when the distance between two presences becomes charged, electric, inevitable. There is no innocence, but awareness. No waiting, but decision. It moves through the night like a light that does not illuminate everything, only what matters. It is a sweetness that does not comfort but seduces, that does not reassure but transforms. Candy From Strangers tells the story of attraction, the kind that arises between strangers who recognize each other without needing to explain why.”
The official mood of the perfume reads: soft, sparkling, inviting. Fair. It is all that. But I would also add: suspiciously welcoming. The top notes are – dare I say – very proper. It opens the door and lets you understand, very calmly, that stepping inside is entirely your decision. And there you are, suddenly Schrödinger’s cat, not entirely sure whether you are still safely outside the box, or already purring from within.
The opening is deceptively polished with bergamot and green mandarin creating a clean, calibrated brightness, fresh, elegant, and almost formal, while lavender adds a cool aromatic thread that keeps everything composed. Think of a perfectly ironed white linen suit, with an ivory satin slip falling off one shoulder underneath. A first glance exchanged across the room, measured enough to pass as innocent, precise enough to suggest otherwise. Nothing is out in the open yet, nothing is compromised, the lighting is good, and everyone is pretending to behave and mind their own business, as if nothing suspicious is about to happen.
“Since desire always goes towards that which is our direct opposite, it forces us to love that which will make us suffer.” – Anaïs Nin
smudged lipstick, fair use image
At the heart, iris and violet move in with that powdery, velvety, cosmetic elegance Francesca knows how to make feel modern and alive. No trace of the marble-dust iris of aristocratic distance, nor the grand tragic bouquet of a goth iris wearing a black lace veil. This iris is wrapped in a creamy, fruity, nearly melted-caramel sweetness, with a soft sour pop of raspberry and the powdery satin warmth of something I can only describe as lipstick at kiss-distance. Not the smell of lipstick in the tube, but lipstick already on lips, already warm, already a little messed up at the edges.
Caramelos de Violeta, Madrid traditional candy, fairuse image
The fruits are glossy, glossy, sweet enough to make you raise an eyebrow, with a wink of insolent violet candy necklaces. And yes, I did smile thinking first of the violet-purple aura of my beloved Guerlain Insolence Eau de Toilette, and then, having just returned from Madrid, of those iconic flower-shaped violet candies (caramelos de violeta), dusted with sugar and dangerously addictive. Their nostalgic floral sweetness slips into the perfume, making the composition feel both playful and old-world-lish deliciously subversive.
The leather is smooth, slightly smoky, elegant, with just enough darkness to stop the whole composition from becoming too pretty (roll your rrr-s when you say pretty). It gives the perfume a body and draws a shadow around the sweetness. Amber, patchouli, cedarwood, and sandalwood deepen the base, building that warm, persistent Bianchi trail that never feels abstractly “luxurious”, but always human, lived-in, slightly messy. The caramel remains until the end, but now it is darker, absorbed into the leather and woods.
Francesca Bianchi has always excelled at finding emotions in that liminal space between light and shadow, innocence and guilt, then giving them not only a scent, but a temperature, a texture and a backstory. Candy From Strangers unwraps that feeling through powdery violets, citrus amber lights, satin-smudged lipstick and leather so smooth it becomes second skin.
Francesca Bianchi Perfumes Candy from Strangers, AI image by Nicoleta
“Why does a gesture, a walk, stir your blood? What a mystery this is, desire. The love sickness, the sensitivity, the obsession, the flutter of the heart, the ebb and flow of the blood. There is no drug and no alcohol to equal it. –Anaïs Nin
And like all Francesca Bianchi creations, Candy From Strangers does not sit obediently inside one clear olfactory drawer. In her private taxonomy, the beasts are never that simple. The perfume radiates outwards in spirals, with spikes, valleys, and unexpected angles, shifting between light, shadows, violet-powdered sweetness, and subversive leathery darkness. It is a perfume that responds to you, to your pulse, your warmth, your intentions – exactly the way attraction itself does. And I love it for that.
Top Notes: Bergamot, green mandarin, lavender; Middle notes: Iris, violet, jasmine, raspberry Base notes: Amber accord, patchouli, cedarwood, sandalwood, leather, caramel
Nicoleta Tomsa, Senior Editor
Disclosure: Perfume kindly gifted by the brand, as always, opinions are my own.
Francesca Bianchi Perfumes Candy from Strangers, AI image by Nicoleta
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Also, check out Nicoleta’s reviews for: Gauguin, The Code of Emotions, Voluptous Oud; Byzantine Amber, Unspoken Musk, Encounters and also Libertine Neroli
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