Nightclubbing Celine 2019

06:17 AM. I open the heavy door. Bright light comes toward me through the darkness. Gray, cool, and pleasantly fresh, I breathe in the morning air. My eyes are still struggling to adjust to the brightness - no wonder, as they have seen nothing but darkness and artificial light for hours. I stumble a few steps down the street, then I let myself fall onto the first bench. I take a sip from the drink that I somehow still hold in my hand. I light a cigarette and then assess the "damage." I don't look that bad: a bit of glitter on my jacket and whose makeup smudge is that anyway? Whatever, it's fine. Cautiously, I smell my shoulder... Uff. I instinctively pull my head back. It smells as if I rolled around in an ashtray. But somehow I have to smell again... There's more! I smell the sultry air from the club, the old velvet furniture I sat on, a hint of the fine drinks I had, and a trace of the perfume I applied in such a distant past. Traces of an unforgettable night, of which I've already forgotten half. I smile briefly, then I sit for a moment longer and make my way home.

Celine has truly succeeded in evoking unique images and memories in me with his fragrances. When I smell Nightclubbing, I feel transported directly into this fictional scene. At first, I found the scent very off-putting - the scent of cigarette smoke and nicotine on the test strip was too photorealistic. But if you give the fragrance 15 minutes, it transforms into a wonderful combination of smoky-alcoholic edges and corners, woody-spicy warmth, and powdery elegance. A true rockstar statement fragrance with very little everyday wearability and a lot of uniqueness and French elegance. Over time, it gets closer and closer to the Celine-typical base of powder and musk. On me, the scent lasts for many hours, and I could still smell it on my arm the next morning during the first test. The bottle and packaging are, by the way, above all else.

Clear recommendation for anyone who likes unusual fragrances. By the way: I have already read/heard many comparisons to Jazz Club. For me, both scents depict a similar picture, but they couldn't go in more different directions. While Jazz Club is round, sweet, and gourmand for me, Nightclubbing is more smoky, powdery, and dangerous.