An initial citrus note goes earthy, like a an American IPA. Spicy dry down, with a hint of dirty hippies and spice chest, without the full on medicinal feeling of some oudh based perfumes.
As a fragrance aimed at both men and women, I think it tends towards masculine, dressed up for a night out in expensive casual wear. I’m picturing someone with smartly groomed stubble, rather than clean cut. I’m not sure if it steps into sleazy, as I’m not sure if I’m describing Robin Thicke.
Fresh citrus, spicy pepper. A brief flash of straightforwards rose and suddenly you are in an place with leather and woods with exotic dry smelling spices like frankincense. Despite the frankincense and woods it’s not a churchy smell, it has a much more decadent edge to it. How I imagine the white slaver’s auction at the end of Taken smelled. Rich men, antique furniture, exotic spices.
Does this remind me of SW1? Being a poor provincial I don’t have much experience of Knightsbridge but I do imagine it being a place full of exotic, wealthy people. The quick smell of a middle eastern billionaire wearing traditional attars as he crosses the pavement between a luxury goods shop and his chauffeur driven car.
Initial burst of sweet and tart woodland fruits, like a berry smoothie. It becomes a sour leafy green and then finishes as with a powdery muskiness. This is a walk from a managed orchard and on to the wilder woods beyond at a National Trust property.
The zingy, fruity start is enlivening, but as it dries down to the comforting musks it becomes a lovely companion for the day.
On first spray it is a big floral. A slight sharpness of orange blossom and then you get triffid sized roses and jasmine coming at you. Slight woodiness from the triffid stalks.
This is a big pink velvet cushion of a perfume. Big enough to wear on an evening, but not sexy.
Spice, citrus and tuberose. Vanilla and wood.
Almost completely lacking in Oud, dries into a gentle white floral.
A very gentle sillage, almost vanishing after a couple of hours.
If it was a piece of music, the name implies it’s going to be
but what you actually get is
Feels quite sensual and sophisticated, but don’t buy it if you expect any Oud!
Buying a bottle of citrus green tea from a vending machine in Japan. Walking through the trees along a road paved with stones, blossoms on the branches. Possibly a slight spike of fresh sweat.
Unisex, fresh, calming, uplifting.
Red jammy fruit, pepper, woods and incense.
Luxurious, confident, mysterious. A confident woman wearing leather trousers to the opera, breaking convention but being comfortable with it. Red velvet curtains around the edge of a private box at the theatre. Unisex, would smell great on both a man and a woman.
Citrus soap, powdery carnation and iris. A hint of musk.
Elegant, classy, competent . The smell of an expensive hotel lobby, possibly Art Deco. No danger to it, we’re not talking American Horror Story Hotel. A hint of coldness and aloofness.
The magnolia bush in my great aunt’s garden. The tiny flowers on the ornamental orange plant. Saffron and a hint of the spice counter in a Spanish market.
Feminine, luxurious and exotic.
White tropical flowers with a dark, bitter edge. Something musky rotting in the flower bed. Exotic and dangerous.
Like a Bond Girl, designer white dress with a thigh holster.
Feels like reading The Beach by Alex Garland, danger in paradise.