Eau de Citron Noir Hermès 2018

While strolling through a nice little place, I had to follow my urge to recommend and spray unknown perfumes, always hoping to find an extraordinary and fascinating scent.
So I described my preferences to the lady in the small perfumery, and promptly got Eau de Citron Noir from Hermes
sprayed on the wrist.
Oh, I thought so the first time I inhaled very interesting, nice lemony and not sweet at all by the woody.
In the course of the day the fragrance went for me in a direction that I would like to describe as rather special and strange.
So after half an hour I heard rather little lemon, but the more the astringency of the woods.
But so after an hour, the fragrance reached a stage for me that resulted in only aversion and disgust.
All I could smell was sweat, the bitter sweat of a man, and I wished that I had somewhere to wash my wrist.
It may be a substitute for animalistic people, but I have to say that I hope I don't have to put up with it anywhere permanently on anyone.