No. 3 Eutopie 2012

I can't generate pictures and stories for this wonderful scent right now. But the first time I wore it, I was sitting on a bench on a hilltop in the low mountains on a cool morning (much too early for my recreational needs) watching paragliders take off. This is a bystander-inducing deep calm and relaxation, almost silent, peaceful sporting activity. In the gentle breeze of the summer morning, the scent of the air rose in soft waves to my nostrils as I shivered slightly and connected with the air and the mountains. It had at the same time something of protection and freedom, of clarity, naturalness and dignity (the name could not be more appropriate, even if it actually means a whole fragrance line).

Eutopie No. 3 opens dry spicy-woody, the juniper berry once very briefly shouts "Gin!", to then wrap in a medicinal-tart, yet gentle veil of saffron and bright, soft oud. Cedar and frankincense carry light, almost airy, patchouli also very undunkel, rather delicately sweet.
The fragrance could seem almost unearthly clean by the bitter-medicinal prelude, but the discreetly interwoven cumin, which here also comes along almost sweetly sweet (in no way sweaty), provides the cuddly element, gives the fragrance a latent ethereal animalic and gives the wearer a fine aureole ;-)
In this subtlety and restraint, with which the oud is thematized here, the fragrance could tend to feminine effect, but actually I experience it basically unisex and - even if it is thematically dedicated to a fragrance journey to the Orient - not "typically oriental".

Since I can not smell out and describe other components so decidedly, I refer here once again to the wonderful review of Cravache, through which I first became aware of the fragrance. And I thank you very much to DeVulgares that I was then also soon allowed to get to know him.
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It is still important to note: even if I sometimes feel surrounded by a spherical delicate touch of nothing - a concept with which many of my perfumes have often won me over - the environment seems to perceive the fragrance very clearly. Otherwise I can not explain the tight walk of Mr. UntermWert to the window, when he comes home about an hour after I have drizzled myself with my new Souk-Errungenschaft...