Headache-inducing ambroxan. Very similar to the equally horrible Eau de Citron Noir by Hermès. Lemon and ambroxan, nothing else.

There are quite a lot of PG scents that smell like various cleaning products, and then within that quite a few still that smell specifically like toilet products, and this one is (drum roll)... Urinal cakes! I actually quite like the smell, but lordy lord I don't want to smell of it. I just like it when my toilet smells like that.

Nope, it's not fresh and bright, it's sort of dull and muddy, not a nice patchouli. I think the musk is the culprit here, or perhaps too much heavy wood.

More like fig with clay and/or pistachio rather than caviar, but the overall effect is rather marine. Very interesting and unique. It's maybe my favourite fig scent. It captures and uses every aspect of fig to full effect, creating an arresting, intriguing landscape. I spray a bit more, and now I can sort of get the caviar thing. There's metal, blood and salt becoming almost more prominent but I get the impression this is an aspect of the fig, a figment of the note (sorry) ;D It's a blind buy I don't regret, a bizarre and fascinating perfume which I may or may not ever wear out of the house.

I left this alone for a few months, and now I've come back to it and discovered two things: 1) despite the notes, it's better in cold weather, because, much like Cologne Indélébile, the base musks are too strong for summer, and the powerful nature of the perfume works wonfefully in the cold. 2) there is bubblegum after all. It's salty-sweet, warm and savoury. Basically, I love this perfume and can't believe I'd somewhat written it off. And it's STRONG. Go easy.

Considering this is cheaper than table wine, and considering how many are whingeing on here about performance, I actually think it's spectacular value. It's so cheap you can bathe in it, and it's the be all and end all of cologne scents to me in terms of balance, freshness and shimmer.

Another Pierre Guillaume which immediately serves me window cleaning chemicals. It's like a bad version of Lys Méditerranée.

Nauseatingly horrible. Like some mouldy old rose leaves were used to wrap up some mouldy old mackerel, then dried and turned into pot pourri. Or perhaps some prawns were left in some dishwater that was then used in a vase with some rotting roses left in it. Off doesnt even come close. I honestly think this is the most disgusting perfume I've ever smelt, I'm having a visceral reaction to it, and the seafood rot won't wash off. I've now solidified my opinion that the 90 sample set is a game of Russian Roulette where I'm at least 70% likely to hate what I smell. Lesson learnt. Today I dared revisit it again, and just like with many PG scents, at the opening I'm like "oh it's not that bad", then 2 mins later I start to get the gross, musky fish smell again. Truly awful, especially when there are so many other perfumes that do this so much better... Love Chopard for example, which is dirt cheap and wonderful.

What a wondeful composition! Spent fireworks, resinous amber, wafting smoke and delicate vanilla. It's 100% linear, but who cares. Too notch scent with perfect performance.

A good rose scent with too much ambrocenide underneath it. Massive projection and eternal longevity (of the base).

I've had this for over a year and worn it a few times, because it's too strong for most situations, and it also has that pull that makes you want to go all in when you try to spray it lightly (rather like Interlude Man in that respect). AG makes a song and dance about this perfume containing the most rose ever of any perfume. I mean, sure, OK, but what this smells the most of is the Matière Première base which runs through the whole line. In this one it's particularly strong, so any sense of nature or even a rose flower is smothered by the ultra-modern screech. That said, a lot of people love the screech, and it's the screech that makes it similar to POAL for me. The feel of this scent to me is a very well put together person with a chaotic lifestyle and a drink problem. The kind of person who is fun to be around in small doses but always has a psycho bitch vibe (regardless of their gender) and enjoys overstepping social boundaries, because that's what Radical Rose will do, it'll invade the space and thoughts of anyone within 10 metres of you, more if you're in public transport. What I like about it is the incensey feel and the jammy sweetness which isn't too sickly.