I don’t want to bore anyone with my very amateurish note distinctions and descriptions, that‘s why I only want to focus my review on the things I feel when I smell Musc Ravageur, because that’s what’s unique to me and only me.
Musc Ravageur was always trying to enter my home. Today it happened after countless amounts of samples and having to small-talk my way into getting another spray on my wrist. I adore this perfume - instant grace that I only feel when my girlfriend or cat kisses me.
I wish they sold the opening of Musc Ravageur separately, maybe as a kind of a summer cologne. Nonetheless, Musc Ravageur ravages in summer, yes, it expresses its masterpiece formula just like how catnip catches another feline victim. Musc Ravageur will be my signature scent and I could live happily to the end of my days if this would be my last perfume.
