A great scent that you can wear in all scenarios and seasons.
Beautiful masculine scent, but hard to wear because of the nuclear performance. You have to wear it somewhere outdoor.
my favorite perfume and tobacco masculine scent. The only downside is the performance of the scent.
Here‘s the thing… do a lot of people wear Savage? Yes but don’t let anyone talk you out of wearing this wonderful fragrance. If I didn’t have other fragrances Savage would probably be my daily and also my wife gifted it to me so I save it for special occasions. Projection is good as well as longevity.
Doesnt smell like grand soir. I still didnt find a good or decent grand soir dupe. But the scent smells good.
Doesnt suit me and gives me headache.
Perfect signature scent can be used anywhere anytime.
A bit too sweet for my liking.
Lean feminine for me.
My wife got me Spicebomb Nightvision EDP as an early Xmas present and I love it. Projection is crazy on this one. It is on the loud side but it’s not obnoxious. It lasts 7-8 hours on me. While I do love this scent I recognize this shouldn’t be a blind buy.
The DNA is amazing one of my favorite, but it doesn't last or perform well.
As of now this is my daily work scent. it’s only $22 and it smells like something far more expensive. It projects well and it lasts 6+ hours
Great dupe of babycat and performs really well.
Dont blind buy. Its a unique smell that you have to try before buying. At least try Nefs by Nishane before buying.
I dont know how close it is to imagination, but its a nice summer scent. citrusy and refreshing.
Best oud maracuja dupe i have tried. Performance is phenomena, everyone can smell you. highly recommended.
Beautiful pomegranate smell
Best nishane ani dupe. Performs very well. highly recommended.
I love it. One of my favorite fall, winter perfumes. Performs very well. highly recommended if you like black phantom.
This is a nice earthy Rose Woody fragrance the earthiness comes from the truffle and Rose perfect for a special evening out and what I feel is a special occasion fragrance
Open it up sweet with saffron sugar cane coconut smells very sweet as well then settles down to a sweet tobacco smell
Very clean soapy powdery Iris then settles down into a very nice Woody fragrance
This is one of those fragrances that immediately conjures an image in my mind; one of my late father’s Heavy Metal magazines from the 1980s featuring a metallic beauty on the cover, all gleaming chrome and curves, stark lines, and a strange, throbbing sense of mystery. Hajime Sorayama’s art for Heavy Metal magazine perfectly captured his signature style of future-noir and sci-fi eroticism for the machine age, and it certainly captured my attention when I first saw it at the tender age of 11. I don’t typically dissect fragrances through the lens of sexiness and sex appeal because, frankly, it feels inelegant and reductive. Perfumes can be so much more. But in this instance, it feels strangely fitting. Oh My Deer is a scent of bitter, aldehydic metallic musks, perversely both mineralic and animalic, and the olfactive dissonance of peppers that are warming and resinous but also act as a cooling, electric current. It’s a scent that also feels gritty and grungy, somehow, which brings it all back to a very personal place for me. Gritty and grungy is exactly how I felt when I first flipped through that back catalog of Heavy Metal magazines; they terrified and exhilarated me in equal measure, and those dark, techno-apocalyptic narratives may have been the catalyst for the first bit of… stirrings… in my weird little bod. Hey, we’ve all got our origin stories. Oh My Deer triggers a fascinating internal dialogue, pulling me back to those thrillingly strange magazines. It’s not what most would consider sexy, and for me personally, it isn’t either. But it’s undeniably weird, a quality I find endlessly intriguing. More importantly, it’s a scent I genuinely enjoy wearing.
This is a very personal and very “ma’am, this is a Wendy’s” review of this scent, but here we go. The gist of Soul of My Soul from Etat Libre d’Orange is that it’s soft and cozy sandalwood-y musks; the cocoon of your feet touching your person’s feet under a fleece blanket when you’re comfort-watching LotR for the bazillionth time. It’s a spot on your person’s chest sculpted perfectly to cradle your head at night. It’s their funny murmuring snore when you shift your body in bed, and your butts touch for a moment. It’s the secret language of two hearts who get it, and who got the chance to get it. It’s the miracle and magic safety and connection and all the green flags saying go-go-go, that it’s okay to be your weirdest, most authentic, very truest self with someone, and no matter how weird or hard things get–and they will get harder and weirder, make no mistake–you will always remain a soft, safe place for each other.
