Onder de Linde (Melkmeisje), from Baruti was released in 2015. The perfumer behind this creation is Spyros Drosopoulos. The notes are Honey, Iris, Lilac, Lime (Linden) Blossom, Musk, Pear, Sandalwood, Vanilla, Vetiver.
I think this is quite possibly one of the most important fragrances I've tried in a while. Something about wet, realistic florals of the Narcissus, lilac and hyacinth variety which stir me and the combination with strong also quite natural smells of the animalic, indolic or in this case naturally sweet, honey. It's quite a sickly piece of work, I mean the honey is so well realised it starts to go to caramelised, wheaty, grainy, bran like, heaviness and a feeling of beeswax too. Against this you have this wafting, dark floral undercurrent sweeping through the fragrance like the pungency of linden blossom (which I can't say I've ever smelled although it does grow in the UK so perhaps I have?) and apparently it is carried on the breeze for long distances. I get some spice a sort of traditional, sweet, creamy musk and vanilla body, even a mild clove, this is like musc ravageur meets kilian back to black in florists. Yet still there's something edger than those comparisons. My experience of Baruti was the oud fragrance, with no oud in it. A curious hit of oud characteristics, painfully sharp and bitingly resinous, I actually made an oud frgarance myself by combining and balancing all the oud bases I had and stuff which I associate with oud or fake oud. The results were quite similar, a searing stew that I suspect would be popular if released as it has the same beastmode, bro-down qualities of an TF Oud wood or an oud for greatness or Montale So I think Onder de linde is bewildering. Experienced sniffer that I am, I didn't realise what this was and afterwards I sort of staggered out of my first sniffing as if I'd agreed to fight an ageing Mike Tyson, only to discover I didn't want that Iron Mike smoke. So all this complementary stuff I'm saying is about a fragrance I don't think I could ever fancy wearing, but I respect the hell out of the person who does.
I think this is quite possibly one of the most important fragrances I've tried in a while. Something about wet, realistic florals of the Narcissus, lilac and hyacinth variety which stir me and the combination with strong also quite natural smells of the animalic, indolic or in this case naturally sweet, honey. It's quite a sickly piece of work, I mean the honey is so well realised it starts to go to caramelised, wheaty, grainy, bran like, heaviness and a feeling of beeswax too. Against this you have this wafting, dark floral undercurrent sweeping through the fragrance like the pungency of linden blossom (which I can't say I've ever smelled although it does grow in the UK so perhaps I have?) and apparently it is carried on the breeze for long distances. I get some spice a sort of traditional, sweet, creamy musk and vanilla body, even a mild clove, this is like musc ravageur meets kilian back to black in florists. Yet still there's something edger than those comparisons. My experience of Baruti was the oud fragrance, with no oud in it. A curious hit of oud characteristics, painfully sharp and bitingly resinous, I actually made an oud frgarance myself by combining and balancing all the oud bases I had and stuff which I associate with oud or fake oud. The results were quite similar, a searing stew that I suspect would be popular if released as it has the same beastmode, bro-down qualities of an TF Oud wood or an oud for greatness or Montale So I think Onder de linde is bewildering. Experienced sniffer that I am, I didn't realise what this was and afterwards I sort of staggered out of my first sniffing as if I'd agreed to fight an ageing Mike Tyson, only to discover I didn't want that Iron Mike smoke. So all this complementary stuff I'm saying is about a fragrance I don't think I could ever fancy wearing, but I respect the hell out of the person who does.