Myths Man Amouage 2016

Major players in this is for me the iris and the smoke. Both of them are present throughout all the stages, in different forms. The smoke starts destructive but ends uplifting. The iris comforts and mutes the intense opening and later on reanimates the floral parts.
The most interesting transformation is that from dark to bright and from dry to resinous.
Even though the changing aspects, the notes are somewhat present from start to end, and that is what makes this really good. A bit of an odd man out is the elemi in the start that is very citric but then moves to its more balsamic version.
Oh, and the chrysanthemums shift from bright floral to something almost closing in on immortelle in the first 30 minutes is exciting!

Or a more vivid description:
It's a smoky hangover journey from a urinal cake in Deaths cellar bathroom to a slow walk through a healing forest.
What's with this damp paper bag full of flower ashes? And what’s with that vague memory of a lipstick laden kiss while rolling in the dirt next to the fire?
What the hell? The sun just set and now it’s past sunrise?
Whos leather jacket am I wearing by the way?
But you know what? This could be THE day…when man become myth.

Needless to say: this is one of my all time favorites. Bought it early on in my fragrance journey. Sold it because it was to…weird. Bought it again ridiculously overpriced. Will cherish my 100 ml forever now.