Fantôme scents - even the more experimental ones ones - tend to be quite linear (i.e. what you get after a few minutes is what remains). Ectoplasm is the opposite. It starts off as a deceptively mainstream vanilla/mallow gourmand that turns into an atmospheric shapeshifter that eventually returns to its simpler base notes.
Act I
You’re in a nice dining hall being served a beautiful dessert topped with spun sugar. There is a light brown toast on the marshmallow bits. A very faint essence of lit candles and freshly cut flower stems surrounds you, and something isn't quite right.
Act II
The illusion of the room is lifted and you find yourself alone in a dusty old manor. The dessert is still in your mouth, but scent of dried up flower stems on the table and aged chair cushions takes over your senses. A ghostly light musk drifts around you, disturbing the dust on the table.
Act III
You leave the house. Amber & myrrh warm up the vanilla, which comes back into focus once more. It is here where the subtle green notes really surface. New life?
Epilogue
The vanilla/amber/myrrh stick around for a surprisingly long time, pleasant and wearable and you are free to go about your day as if nothing happened. Sillage is very low through all phases, but the scent does last.
7.5 for the experience/vibes, but I’d say a 6.8 for the overall scent. A more thoughtful marshmallow than most. Not something I'd full size, but I think I'd rate it much higher if I were more mallow-inclined.
