The bright fresh gingery opening is amazing and energizing. It settles down into the most luxury spa smell. It's so good
Tbh I bought this bc of the bottle design, and as a clean, fresh scent for my daily routine. But it reminds me (and my partner) of an old ladies bathroom. Very heavily powdery, with a sparkling citrus. I kind of like it nonetheless, but I would only wear this at home. A bit underwhelmed for the price.
I was a little nervous when I first got the tester because the opening smells just like spicy pickles to me. After 15 minutes or so it became this sophisticated amber scent that was truly an amazing smell. If you can get past that bad opening smell, this is a wonderful fragrance.
This is one of the greatest things I've ever smelled.
Incense and woods ✔️ Spices and salty musks ✔️ Subtle light powdered vanilla and cacao ✔️
I could bath myself in Mxxx. This can be worn in any season, which is a huge bonus. The high temp elevates the ambergris and the amber and patchouli come forward. Never cloying, sits close to the skin but wafts around when you move making it very sensual in that way.
Truly great work from Barbara and Antoine on this collaboration.
This was a blind buy. It’s growing on me. I don consider this to be a fresh, warm weather scent. It is pretty strong and cloying in high heat. I would say that you get a pretty strong powdery smell from the almond. You can tell that the ingredients are of high quality. Might consider selling, or trading it for another Mancera.
Fragrance totalement faite pour porter l'été. Ça sent le fruité-floral, pas vraiment sucré, à peine une touche pour adoucir le tout. Jus assez juvénile je trouve, mais qui se porte bien quand même pour celles qui ont quelques printemps de plus. La longévité n'est cependant sa force, on se le dit. Si vous prévoyez de le porter une journée durant, vous aurez possiblement à réappliquer quelques touches pour raviver le parfum. Mais pour le prix, ce n'est pas dramatique.
Too sweet, kinda boring. Great for an outdoor day.
It’s like my second skin. Very fresh/powdery and musky. Sexy but soft. I’m obsessed.
It grows on you, at first it might smell like rotten milk but after it sits on your skin for 10min., it will bloom!
Nostos is to me a very beautiful and perfectly balanced Rose-Oud fragrance.
It’s not loud or very punchent, it’s more refind, understated and more ”in control” then perhaps a oud-maracuja. The Oud is ronded and the rose is also more like Moroccan Rosewater then the rose is Portrait of a lady. And all bound together by a saffron note, that makes it into a beautiful balanced scent. I think this is a french take on the middle-east, it combines a European understatement with strong Middle-Eastern ingredients.
As with allot of EldO: After a few hours (+- 2-4h) It becomes more of close scent, and maybe there lies, in my opinion, it‘s only fault. The projection could have been better, it shouldn’t be loud, but a bit more of an aura around the wearer for a longer time would have made it perfect. But this aside, it’s a fantastic scent, that gives me like a mix between a Souk, a french town and a slight old churchy vibe. i love it. And because of it‘s restrained ellegance, you could wear it anytime, any season and on any occasion.
It smells like sniffing on a priest’s robe. Smells like church
You Doux is laying in bed with freshly moisturized skin just out of a bath using Dove bar soap to wash away the smoky smell of a bonfire.
Opens with a slight violet note, that kind of ghostly note that escapes you any time you try to pin it down. The violet note plays this same trick for a while. There is a well-done Palo Santo accord with incense which deftly avoids the overly smoky BBQ thing. I get a little bit of a sandalwood floating in and out along with an almost aldehydic soapiness. Ambroxan and ambrette create a skin-musk base. Simple, soapy, clean skin scent with a nice twist.
Mid-August, 95-degree day, 100% humidity. you wake up late, hungover. you rush out the door to work. You forgot to wash your pits and undercarriage... again. You go down to your job scraping barnacles off the pier at low tide. You catch a whiff of your rancid B.O., a waft of salty sea breeze sneaks in to relieve your nostrils for a fleeting moment, only to be overwhelmed by the fishy musk of the seals sunning themselves 100 feet away. You feel the metallic taste in your mouth of eminent vomit ...That was 2 days ago... and you still smell all of it in your clothes.
-Lattafa Atlas
Sweet, smooth, creamy vanilla and sweet raw honey.
These 2 notes dominate the fragrance whilst the florals, balsamics, and musks are gently supportive adding depth.
I'm not usually a gourmand fan, but I do love honey.
I adore this !
Simple rose patchouli / fruitchouli scent. Not a huge fan of this category, but it is simple, fresh and easy to wear.
Armani Privé Bois d'Encens: A peppery craggle of stones where incense once burned or might burn yet, vetiver roots drinking the ghost of unburnt smoke, cedar planks weathered by ceremonies that left no ash, flint poised, tinder arranged, the space between intention and flame where autumn's last bitter breath meets winter's sterile promise, austere echoes creaking through lofty spaces that know neither warmth nor chill, dusty light filtered through vacant windows, fresh in the way that morning air tastes sharp and sour before the sun softens its edges, the potential for incense hovering like a prayer never spoken aloud.
Though at first glance, it might not be immediately apparent, but Todd Hido's photography comes to mind when I smell this - an atmosphere of ordinary spaces shedding their daytime purpose to become threshold places, a pause in time between being and non-being, a thing neither fully present nor absent.
Delicate tea balanced with a sweet natural smelling rose. It is ethereal yet earthy and grounded. An absolute delight.
Sweet vanilla and aromatic tobacco. Dried fruits add more sweetness
It's a classic, but as with everything, the price is going up, and the quality is going down.
Underneath the sweetness is an almost tea note.
My friend who has Spanish genes pulls this off way better. It's much warmer and creamier on him!
This is a wonderful rendition of Delina if you're looking for that and are on a budget this is your go to.
Last all day
It's became my old lady's signature scent and I absolutely love it wonderful sweet floral scent
I don't have tygar so can't compare them but it's a fresher less ambroxin version of Jean lowe immortal. Maybe a little less ginger and more grapefruit too.
Wonderful fresh fruity ginger based scent it nice and light not sweet so perfect for the warmer weather.
Downside it only works for 4 hours then turns to skin scent but for the price its the perfect summer scent for those quick runs to town or even a great work scent
Very good clone of Ani by Nishane.
A tiny bit feminine leaning but unisex.
Very good quality, overall smells like a spicy citrusy vanilla.
Note : I don't smell the rose note at all.
Julien Rasquinet made an unsweetend, uncompromising take on incense. The sharpness of the vetiver takes real centre stage in Inscense Crush, the spice notes are very soft and only sometimes break through the wall of Incense and vetiver. I don’t notice the leather note so much, but get allot of smoky, ashy notes. It reminds me of visiting an old french monastry, maybe a Greek-Orthodox one, where there are 4 monks that keep on their traditions in a vast empty monastry, where the halls always small of the incense used in the masses. Combined with the smells the gardens and the freshly mowed grass.
It really gets to the essence of what Rasquinet’s perfumery is all about: evoking memories.
Do i love to wear it? No, the sharpness is to brash and hard for me personaly, but do I love the memorie it evokes? Absolutly! It just makes clear what a master-perfumer Julien Rasquinet is.
Stunningly good. Not challenging or complex but beautiful smell.
Interestingly it actually lacks imagination.
Fig appearing as quick pencil sketch, half-erased; floating vanilla blossom clouds dissolving in May breezes; soft laundry musks in cotton tees worn threadbare from a hundred gentle cycles; the ghost of last summer's jasmine tangling through the latticework of dreams; cyan swimming pool polaroids, chlorine filtered and faded.
