Sticky Fingers is the powerful internal rumination of temptation and desire, a feeling so intense that logic and reason are all but abandoned. The chocolatey facets of patchouli hint at what could be a more innocent interpretation of ‘Sticky Fingers’, but this is soon disregarded for a more enticing, metaphorical meaning. Patchouli is the star here, it’s courageously thick, earthy and really delves into the chocolatey theme that this incredible material holds. Tobacco drives this into a much drier direction, whilst simultaneously battling a powerful thickness from leather and orris. Just as you think things might be sweetening up from an introduction of tonka and cinnamon, musk and castoreum shake the stage and challenge what you think you know about this composition. I absolutely love it. I’m not even the biggest lover of patchouli but this is a holy grail patchouli fragrance right here. It’s got all the lustrous enticement of a Francesca Bianchi creation, whilst soaring into a new realm with such a brave overdose of patchouli.
It just smells like mold with some nail polish to me. It’s bad.