This is a perfect study in contrasts: warm and cool, bitter and soft, bright and dark. Like a spring day where you get snow, rain, sun and warmth in the same 24 hours.
It opens with a hit of bitter, green, bright galbanum and neroli, not unlike Décléor's Néroli skincare line. Then the narcissus deploys, never equine nor animalic. Soft, blue, powdery, addictive musks and a hint of orris close the narrative.
There is a reason why this is in Nez's Les cent onze parfums qu'il faut sentir avant de mourir: there is nothing quite like it. Too bad it was discontinued, but not surprising either. It's out of the beaten path for a "cologne".
