Suffocatingly strong with a chokesome fixative drydown. Gold Immortals is 1000 times better.

I recently tried La Dompteuse Engagée, and while I do like it, there was something missing from it, I craved a rich, syrupy depth. Fils de Joie is exactly what I was missing. Humming white florals and thick honey, but not gourmand. Ever so slightly green-bananary/tuberosey from the ylang. Unlike a lot of Serge Lutens scents, it doesn't seem metallic or synthetic (and hey, I love me some of them). This is next level. I've worn this all day today, the warmest spring day this year I Paris, and it's absolutely marvellous. It's strong but manages to fit well in every situation, not dominating the airspace and with no screech or scratch (that said, I did apply carefully). This is now side by side with L'incendiaire as my favourite Serge Lutens.

Very challenging photorealistic pissy, índolic, murderous triffid of a floral. A feat of perfumery, but total unwearable for me. It's also nuclear in performance, as I found out the hard way. I was leaving home this morning and put two little sprays on (from a decant, so really small sprays). I was thoroughly worn down by the scent within 30 minutes, yet it continued to project heavily, obnoxiously, for around 5 hours. I could not wait to scrub it off.

Amazing, spicy and light. It's cardamom done in a way I've never encountered before. Dry like cinammon sticks and dried fruit but somehow fresh and invigorating. Love!

I love this. It was the first perfume I ever smelled from the house, and I thought about it for two years before I finally got a tester for a reasonable price. It's a unique rose fragrance with perfectly balanced accompaniment from fig and eucalyptus. I can't identify the cashmeran but I imagine it stops this from being brutally cold and woody. It sounds silly but it's simple and complex, as in the same three notes keep ebbing and flowing and swapping themselves around throughout the wear. There are no surprises, but that's fine by me as it's a dazzlingly beautiful fragrance, and it's not too linear, as I get something different in different temperatures, seasons, etc. This is a firm favourite, has great performance and manages to be persistant and strong without wearing me down or hijacking other people's air supply. Absolute class in a bottle.

Sometimes I just want to wear absolute trash, and I bought four of this line as a batch on Vinted. Well.... I must say this is actually quite a joyous little bottle of trash. It smells really good. It's in the same ball-park as Tobacco Vanille, insofar as the tobacco is realistic raw rolling tobacco alongside sugary, vanillic dried fruitiness. I'm not saying it's similar, that would be crazy, but it took me by surprise how real this tobacco smells. I'd expect something of this price to be a synthetic mess. It has quite a lot in common with Eau des Baux. It has good performance too, relatively speaking, and I love the hilarious cartoony botte and label. It's like something you'd buy syrup in. Sidenote - I have Tobacolor. Whoever put that in the smells like was joking or high.

I got a load of Avon 10mls from Vinted, and every single one has surprised me with it's balance, quality and originality. This is lovely and uplifting, with a warm sweetness that doesn't suffocate, it's more the warm hazey sweetness of a garden on a summer evening. Some note or the other is tricking me into thinking I can smell night-blooming jasmine, but that's a good thing for me.

Flashing lights and sirens, guy on megaphone saying "step away from the perfume, repeat, step away from the perfume".... This is nuclear, like, sociopathically nuclear, but if you spritz delicately two or three times from a distance no closer than 20cm from the skin, and with GREAT caution, it's wonderful! The scent is magical, combining waxy, soapy aldehydes with murky incense and a patchouli-ish leather accord. It's the goth sister to Melograno, and she may go postal and kill everyone in the neighborhood.