10/27/2020
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Oysters at the fair
If a fragrance is shrill and demanding, yet strangely attractive, even overwhelming, then "Douleur!". When I tested it for the first time, I was as fascinated as I was repulsed - one rarely has such a screechingly loud, yet artfully composed scent under one's nose.
But 'loud' doesn't have to be bad, especially as its loudness comes along with a colourful colourfulness, exuberant temperament and infectious good mood: a fragrance like a hysterical fit of laughter.
But above all, "Douleur!" is a fragrance by Antonio Gardoni, that is to say: a complex, challenging, but in any case refined and sensual fragrance. A fragrance that shows that it wasn't conceived and stirred together, but that it matured, even if Freddie Albrighton once described the process of creation with "crash, bang, sparks... ...and finally we had Douleur!
This witty statement by the famous English tattoo artist reveals many a thing about the fragrance, which is a real crash of bold notes: there is a lot of melon, lots of mint, salty sea breezes, piercing rosy-floral chords, brightly glistening metal, heaps of cotton candy and a good deal of civet.
So it really makes you "bang" when this apparent olfactory cacophony hits the mucous membranes of unwarned noses, whereupon they reliably go down on their knees and only see "sparks", i.e. asterisks (you can read about this in many a commentary on this fragrance).
But after I came halfway to my senses again, this wild ride actually made me a little addicted. Because even though the scent is loud, the notes are shrill, squeaky colorful and daring, the sweetness almost causes toothache at once, this crazy mixture smells damn good.
At least I think I do. She smells so good that I joyfully sniff after the lively activity on the back of my hand.
So far, so great, but I still couldn't get beyond a small 1.5ml sample of this fragrance. The sheer presence of this fragrance finally knocked me down - and I'm used to quite a bit! But if one small droplet, nebulized by the spray mechanism, is enough to steam a whole apartment with "Douleur!" aroma in no time at all, then, yes, I have to pass, sorry as I am.
Messrs Gardoni and Albrighton, however, had an understanding.
May they also have had a lot of fun developing the fragrance - I think you can smell it! - the volume control slipped away from them for the sheer joy of the creative process.
So now they have sat down at the desk once again and mixed the fragrance anew. Basically not much has changed. "Douleur!" is still "Douleur!", the scent is still loud, wild, bold, sweet and animal, but everything in new balance. The overdriven parts are now a little more restrained, the aching sweetness is softened a little bit (after all, the scent is called "Douleur!", it wants to hurt!), the mint is more accentuated instead.
A small, but not entirely insignificant facet has been added: the spicy, camphor-like scent of the tea tree now wafts through the sweet-fruity, minty prelude with subtle streaks. So it's no big deal, just a small aromatic admixture that grounds the exuberant bustle a little.
The fact that oysters are supposed to have been included in the formula (according to Freddie Albrighton's Facebook post) is a gag, but a funny one.
I love oysters! Probably Antonio and Freddie too. Who knows how many oysters wandered down their gullets until they realized that the salty facets of "Douleur!" actually have something oyster-like about them: as if you were in the middle of a fair, between all the cotton candy stands, slurping a plate of these wonderful mussels that taste of fresh, salty sea breeze.
Despite what I consider to be a successful recalibration of the "Douleur!" theme, there is one thing that must not be forgotten: "Douleur!" is still a loud, garishly made-up, squeaky-coloured diva, or because of me: Divo, who easily upsets everyone and everything - only the walls don't threaten to burst anymore Although the fragrance still has a presence and endurance that can make you feel anxious and fearful (it lasts for weeks on clothes!), the annoying, hysterical burst of laughter rattling in your ears has now turned into a loud, but above all contagious laughter.
In other words: "Douleur!" is now more portable without the concept having suffered.
Bravo!
But 'loud' doesn't have to be bad, especially as its loudness comes along with a colourful colourfulness, exuberant temperament and infectious good mood: a fragrance like a hysterical fit of laughter.
But above all, "Douleur!" is a fragrance by Antonio Gardoni, that is to say: a complex, challenging, but in any case refined and sensual fragrance. A fragrance that shows that it wasn't conceived and stirred together, but that it matured, even if Freddie Albrighton once described the process of creation with "crash, bang, sparks... ...and finally we had Douleur!
This witty statement by the famous English tattoo artist reveals many a thing about the fragrance, which is a real crash of bold notes: there is a lot of melon, lots of mint, salty sea breezes, piercing rosy-floral chords, brightly glistening metal, heaps of cotton candy and a good deal of civet.
So it really makes you "bang" when this apparent olfactory cacophony hits the mucous membranes of unwarned noses, whereupon they reliably go down on their knees and only see "sparks", i.e. asterisks (you can read about this in many a commentary on this fragrance).
But after I came halfway to my senses again, this wild ride actually made me a little addicted. Because even though the scent is loud, the notes are shrill, squeaky colorful and daring, the sweetness almost causes toothache at once, this crazy mixture smells damn good.
At least I think I do. She smells so good that I joyfully sniff after the lively activity on the back of my hand.
So far, so great, but I still couldn't get beyond a small 1.5ml sample of this fragrance. The sheer presence of this fragrance finally knocked me down - and I'm used to quite a bit! But if one small droplet, nebulized by the spray mechanism, is enough to steam a whole apartment with "Douleur!" aroma in no time at all, then, yes, I have to pass, sorry as I am.
Messrs Gardoni and Albrighton, however, had an understanding.
May they also have had a lot of fun developing the fragrance - I think you can smell it! - the volume control slipped away from them for the sheer joy of the creative process.
So now they have sat down at the desk once again and mixed the fragrance anew. Basically not much has changed. "Douleur!" is still "Douleur!", the scent is still loud, wild, bold, sweet and animal, but everything in new balance. The overdriven parts are now a little more restrained, the aching sweetness is softened a little bit (after all, the scent is called "Douleur!", it wants to hurt!), the mint is more accentuated instead.
A small, but not entirely insignificant facet has been added: the spicy, camphor-like scent of the tea tree now wafts through the sweet-fruity, minty prelude with subtle streaks. So it's no big deal, just a small aromatic admixture that grounds the exuberant bustle a little.
The fact that oysters are supposed to have been included in the formula (according to Freddie Albrighton's Facebook post) is a gag, but a funny one.
I love oysters! Probably Antonio and Freddie too. Who knows how many oysters wandered down their gullets until they realized that the salty facets of "Douleur!" actually have something oyster-like about them: as if you were in the middle of a fair, between all the cotton candy stands, slurping a plate of these wonderful mussels that taste of fresh, salty sea breeze.
Despite what I consider to be a successful recalibration of the "Douleur!" theme, there is one thing that must not be forgotten: "Douleur!" is still a loud, garishly made-up, squeaky-coloured diva, or because of me: Divo, who easily upsets everyone and everything - only the walls don't threaten to burst anymore Although the fragrance still has a presence and endurance that can make you feel anxious and fearful (it lasts for weeks on clothes!), the annoying, hysterical burst of laughter rattling in your ears has now turned into a loud, but above all contagious laughter.
In other words: "Douleur!" is now more portable without the concept having suffered.
Bravo!
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