Top Notes 
Coriander
Grass
Heart Notes 
Magnolia
Lemon
Lavender
Thyme
Vanilla
Opoponax
Dry woods
Base Notes 
Sandalwood
Amber
Meggi
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For a man - smell like a well-groomed Viking!
A biting-bitter plastic note. This might emerge when the scent of my summer magnolia is distilled and concentrated - I believe this bitter smell is meant to represent magnolia, even though it has little in common with what is growing in my garden. The unfortunate start is soon captured by vanilla and lavender. Additionally, the emanations of wood, preserved according to the era or environment, are at least conceivable. To try to make some reference to northern regions: one might think of the Nydam boat at Gottorf Castle near Schleswig. The first preservation coat was likely devised by the Vikings, the bog gave it the second, and science with all its laboratory possibilities the third. Triple preserved - that’s as much as you can get. That’s the wood in ‘Norvège’.
At the same time, there’s a sandy-creamy-vanilla warmth and an ethereal, diffuse spiciness that I cannot precisely sharpen as per the details. So far, it mixes a bit erratically and unhappily. After a long contemplation about what this reminds me of, the penny finally drops: it smells like Caron’s ‘Pour un Homme’, grotesquely distorted with plastic, lacquered wood, etc.
Aha, the “Foundation Schleswig-Holstein State Museums Gottorf Castle” apparently goes merchandising! Two products have recently become available in the souvenir shop: 1. ‘For en mann’ - “Smell like a well-groomed Viking from Norway on a raid in southern France.” Next to it stands (2.) an unintentional caricature of said Viking in the form of a carelessly painted made-in-China figure made of cheap plastic and with horns on the helmet. How great.
Surely, there’s also a genuinely citrus note involved (bergamot or similar) and not just the corresponding property of coriander. And look, lemon is even mentioned! It hides shyly in an unusual spot: at the very back of the heart notes. But I honestly came to that conclusion on my own. Quite unfruitful, primarily sour and bitter. Not really fresh. In style, it’s similar to the opening of Tauer’s ‘Vetiver Dance’.
Above all, however, I just can’t shake off the plastic. I can only suspect that here, overzealous sandalwood fingers and blunt-bitter citrus acid have forged an uneasy conspiracy. It doesn’t help me that around noon, another spice, particularly thyme, joins in for a collective cover-up attempt. However, the approach remains too timid, and in the end, the scent of a freshly unwrapped toy figure of the cheapest kind wins again.
Until the end, into the evening, I am haunted by the nasty bergamot sting, which ultimately makes me unexpectedly think of gently vomited wax. For a while, I lazily consider whether there’s now a remnant of another fruit in play, less sharp than the lemon - perhaps some neroli. And possibly also a hint of floral and a bit of our sandalwood cream. Whatever.
Conclusion: Thrown together awkwardly and furthermore with a grumpy underlying mood. I don’t like it.
I thank Ergoproxy for the sample.
At the same time, there’s a sandy-creamy-vanilla warmth and an ethereal, diffuse spiciness that I cannot precisely sharpen as per the details. So far, it mixes a bit erratically and unhappily. After a long contemplation about what this reminds me of, the penny finally drops: it smells like Caron’s ‘Pour un Homme’, grotesquely distorted with plastic, lacquered wood, etc.
Aha, the “Foundation Schleswig-Holstein State Museums Gottorf Castle” apparently goes merchandising! Two products have recently become available in the souvenir shop: 1. ‘For en mann’ - “Smell like a well-groomed Viking from Norway on a raid in southern France.” Next to it stands (2.) an unintentional caricature of said Viking in the form of a carelessly painted made-in-China figure made of cheap plastic and with horns on the helmet. How great.
Surely, there’s also a genuinely citrus note involved (bergamot or similar) and not just the corresponding property of coriander. And look, lemon is even mentioned! It hides shyly in an unusual spot: at the very back of the heart notes. But I honestly came to that conclusion on my own. Quite unfruitful, primarily sour and bitter. Not really fresh. In style, it’s similar to the opening of Tauer’s ‘Vetiver Dance’.
Above all, however, I just can’t shake off the plastic. I can only suspect that here, overzealous sandalwood fingers and blunt-bitter citrus acid have forged an uneasy conspiracy. It doesn’t help me that around noon, another spice, particularly thyme, joins in for a collective cover-up attempt. However, the approach remains too timid, and in the end, the scent of a freshly unwrapped toy figure of the cheapest kind wins again.
Until the end, into the evening, I am haunted by the nasty bergamot sting, which ultimately makes me unexpectedly think of gently vomited wax. For a while, I lazily consider whether there’s now a remnant of another fruit in play, less sharp than the lemon - perhaps some neroli. And possibly also a hint of floral and a bit of our sandalwood cream. Whatever.
Conclusion: Thrown together awkwardly and furthermore with a grumpy underlying mood. I don’t like it.
I thank Ergoproxy for the sample.
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