This fragrance is more diabolical than the atomic bomb which laid waste to Issey Miyake's home town as a child....and I'm not being melodramatic. Is it any surprise then the review below is from a guy who took me to task about a review of a similarly awful scent some time ago? No it isn't. He clearly likes this kind of thing, whereas I find it abhorrent and offensive. I'm not getting at him for this, merely illustrating how tastes can vary in the most extreme of ways. I've been whining recently about generic, uncreative scents saturating the marketplace and you'd think I'd embrace something which evokes such a colourful response in either direction, for beeter or worse....well I don't! This stuff is horrific. Opens with a noxious cloud of salty, calone and a whole plethora of other messy, chemical crap. Yes it does have the same stuff going on as Invictus, Versace Eros (+ countless others) but makes those two seem the pinnacle of olfactory excellence in comparison. It's got that acrid, flyspray smell that would knock you sick but at least when you use thinners or some nasty glue there's a chance you might get a little high off it. No such luck here I'm afraid. I hate this fragrance I actually hate it. It might drydown really good or change or be nice on some people and I except that but I wouldn't even give it a chance to drydown. Oh...Did I mention I didn't like it?