So I'm only familiar with Moncler as atrociously gaudy and expensive, ski wear type shite, puffa coats and the like. This is their first foray into fragrances, let's see how they get on shall we? Not too bad. They've managed to make a variant twist on Santal 33, but they've actually made it way more palatable to the point I can actually wear it without coughing up a lung from disgust and olfactive fatigue, or hanging round vegan eateries with my macbook, pretentious clothes and coffee, talking in cliches and up-speak, blissfully unaware of my own twattery. Textile street yeah??? So hats off to them for that, because the opening of Homme is peppery to the max I mean a real hit of the stuff and it's prolonged, reminiscent of Marc Jacobs Bang. Then as it settles more of the listed clary sage here and green effects to freshen with that black pepper. Then the heart is pure growing sandalwood and trendy vetiver, but somehow rounded and creamy but with that green, spicy incense effect of the characteristic papyrus accord (or nagamotha/cypriol) which would usually have me tapping out but something about the futurist way this is blended negates that, as mentioned above. All in all, I really liked it, a very powerful and tenacious perfume too, which could be dangerous in the wrong hands, a real club blaster, it will get you smelled at least. The reason I want it is because of that preposterous bottle and the dot matrix thing on it. If the fragrance was utter dogshit, Fragranticans please believe me I would tell you not to waste your money, but to me this is a fragrance collectors piece, that I kinda have to have. First from a brand, silly gimmick, actually pretty good jus, without being too derivative or trying to do too much. Okay so it is a little bit on the expensive side and if you want to go and get a Santal 33 clone then maybe do that, but clearly they set the price point for the name of the brand (high street designers are getting cheekier) and the fact the flacon is a big fuck off thing, it's weighty and more substantial than I was expecting (me freely admitting here that the only reason I would entertain buying this is that it's not shit smelling and I've been suckered in like a child by the quirky, programmable screen) actually mean that me.....tight ol' me would probably pay the £170 asking price and perhaps hardly wear the fucking thing. Who knows? If it's in a bargain bucket sometime I might entertain it.