Here's how I feel. Amouage are back with a very solid release after a couple of...how do I put this? Not 'dodgy' as such recent efforts but not what I would consider in to be upto par with their usual trailblazing originality. However, I hate Figment. (How's that for a conflicting opening statement?) I do though. The animalistic nature of this scent coupled with the surrounding notes make for a stinky, pissy, grassy, resinous, uplifting, yet heavy urinal cake of controversy. When you stiff passed that I get the soil tincture (probs geosmin), patchouli, labdanum, leather, geranium, grasses, vetiver but it can't help but be wrapped up in a dispicable, dirty protest of a fragrance. I get it ...I do, it's the trendy, natural house (from California or Brooklyn or somewhere) but still with a middle eastern influence at the heart of it and that for me is the epitome of Amouage. It's east meets west...and everyone gets fleeced. Seriously though I respect this fragrance but will scrub it from my body to never return. Oh and only if I'm lucky because the performance and silage are MASSIVE.
Can be ghastly in the wrong context, but going for a stroll on a warm, sunny day with a breeze it's absolutely perfect. I thought Myths Woman was the essence of the forest floor and it's earthy mulch until I smelled this. Exquisite, moldy, wet and green this is the photorealistic natural environment, whereas Myths Woman represents a melancholic hydra slithering about in the swampy mud. Further exploration reveals minty sweetness with some sparkle, I guess the geranium and vetiver. Card testers don't do this justice, put it on your skin. Uodate: annoying aftermath from this perfume is a permanent geosmin smell on fabric - powerful and eternal. It makes me hesitant to wear it.