Jacomo de Jacomo Jacomo 1980 Eau de Toilette

There are a few scents that you recognize... in a figurative sense... with your eyes closed. Be it Man Pure, Tuscan Leather, Aventus, Yatagan (etc.) and this colleague here.
And there’s even a "Light" version of this one by John Varvatos. If anyone knows it? It’s the chrome bottle, the name escapes me. At least the top note is JdJ in sweet. More precisely, in cardboard-sweet. But for a country that invented Bacon Jam, that’s probably normal. Anyway, back to the topic!
In fact, the smoked ham is very dominant in the initial phase. But in pure form. Honestly. Smoky and warm and fatty. Period.
Later, cinnamon and clove emerge, rounded off after hours with patchouli, and in the base, they seem almost opposite to the opening. Mild, warm, and mossy.
In my opinion, JdJ is not a scent for boys. After all, the smell alone doesn’t make a man out of a boy. And conversely, you don’t get younger with the aforementioned John Varvatos or similar. At best, fragrances underscore personality. At worst, they caricature it. Everything has its time. Even that of JdJ. Actually, it’s over. The appreciation for it is reflected in the price.
Nevertheless, it has its ... whatever ... justification! Also as a counterpoint to all the uniform stuff. For vintage lovers. To "recharge" the olfactory cells back to the 70s, 80s. So (away) from Paulo Coehlo and towards the bulldozer among all the sand pebbles. Get off the e-scooter and onto the banana bike. Here and now, we’re stepping honestly again!
Away from Ed Sheeran, here is Bon Scott. Loud (at least in the opening), dirty, a bit sneaky, but has... and that counts... still something warm-hearted.