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Meggi
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I wonder if Mr. Little accidentally slipped the "c" in In the names, I mean. Because the diffusely woody-pink opening is soon followed by something strangely creamy, caramely- sweet. That'll be sandalwood. Maybe the provider had a play on words in mind? Anyway, he should have given himself the "c".
After barely ten minutes, the fragrance is creamy-sweet at its core, with a hint of H-cream. The so-called rose is little more than a sweet-like swab, which - to its credit - makes a brave effort to develop a touch of Montale leather, and thus a touch of profile. Later a kind of bitter spice floats beside it, I think of some kind of wood for it. And if I hadn't basically (see the PS) done it with a natural scent, I would have typed on a contribution from Iso.
But these are side effects. In the main strand, the creamy caramel creaminess leads the fragrance into the nettlessness. He seems to me like a completely debunked, almost deflected version of part-time stinkers like 'Oud Ispahan'.
At noon at the latest, however, it is also over, then reigns a (admittedly quite decent) in turn creamy-sweet colored wood note, whose dustiness is apart bound. Myrrh? I can imagine. In the early afternoon it seems to me that an end has been reached with primarily plain, light wood, which is pleasingly rounded off at least by a conceivable blob of vetiver. Not bad, just zero-command exciting. And it's not scandalous at all. Since every brown belt heats up to black shoes the minds more reliable.
Conclusion: Gradually I am somewhat saddened by Heretic. Until now, I considered the slightly bland, light wood notes to be a privilege of chemistry. Of course it doesn't smell laboratory here, but with other natural scents I was able to experience much more basal wealth, Heretic can't keep up with that.
I thank KingLui for the sample.
PS: Because of the declaredly synthetic musk, I have decided against the tag "#100 percent nature" this time.