Dior Homme Intense Dior 2011

This fragrance is perfection for me. But it is another form of perfection: the imperfect variety. There is a perfection that hurts me almost physically, because a strong uniformity, the glide of the thoughts and eyes, in the case nose, no counterpoint.
Here, on the other hand, there are stones in the way, corners and edges touch me, a story is told, my head cinema starts. Wonderful! So mussss for me perfume be. Stimulating, inventive, indulgent.

And that's exactly how I felt about John Malkovich in Dangerous Liaisons, 1988. I was fifteen and absolutely drawn into this drama (actually an epistolary novel) by Pierre-Ambroise-François Choderlos de Laclos. It's roughly about intrigue, love affairs, love and death.
The Vicomte Sébastien de Valmont (J.Malkovich) represents a lustful womanizer who wants to conquer love in playful intrigues. But ultimately he does not succeed, because none of the protagonists (Glenn Close, Michelle Pfeiffer, Uma Thurman) find happiness or redemption - only misfortune and death.
He embodies the viscount so impossibly well that you buy his every emotion. He is not a handsome man. Big, sticking-out ears, slightly crooked legs. But his smile, his movements are highly erotic, stunningly genuine, pleasurable and sensitive. He presents in this role everything forbidden that attracts a young girl. His cockiness is shockingly sexy and have caused me to watch the film many times and adore it to this day.
Set in the mid-1800s, it's a film full of gorgeous costumes, outstanding actresses, and a dense, suspenseful atmosphere.

To me, this erotic yet melancholic aura represents Dior Homme Intense.
He is for me a little out of time. Powdery sweetness from the ambrette seeds and iris reflect for me the powdered wigs, makeup and the hint of a slightly open mouth. It's big and engaging like the Vicomte and deep like love in all its beautiful and dramatic facets. There's something leathery about it for me that grows sweeter as it progresses: soft, lie-flat gloves of a lady exuding the sweet physicality of pleasure after a liaison. For me, Dior Homme is full of edges that make it so exciting. a complex, profound fragrance full of poetry. Lustful, warm and yet arrogant. A beautiful face with idiosyncrasies and a very erotic aura. A glimpse into the soul of the perfumer (François Demachy).
My John Malkovich of the eighties. Timeless and defining. I think he fits best in the autumn, because he tells the end of a story. A melancholy resonates with him, pointing to mortality and transience.

I wear the fragrance very much and find both sexes may and should enjoy it. With me, it develops vanillig-pudrig, sweet. It lasts a long time (8-10 hours) and is well perceivable.
He is one of my absolute favorites and my John Malkovich under the fragrances.