Sparkling Sand Jacques Zolty 2017

I don't know, I don't know. I really don't. How am I supposed to accurately reproduce this fragrance, these many, many fragrances at different times of the course of the fragrance? I'm overwhelmed.

Okay, let's first have a look at the scent type classification of the community below.
That scent got a hell of a lot of different voices! If you look at the somewhat hidden radar chart, even more. And that's how I feel about Sparkling Sand!

Sparkling sand is like... what was the name of Game of Thrones? Shade of the Evening, the warlock's drink that tastes like everything you've ever tasted and more. Sparkling sand is everything and nothing at the same time. Leather? Yes and no. Wood? Yes and no. Apricot? You see what I'm getting at?!

I make one more attempt and describe the scent from the beginning:

Opening: Scratchy lemon, very fresh and sour with minimal herbaceous impact. It almost could have been a summer scent. In a few minutes the illusion has turned away, it smells smokier. At the same time it is like being in a closed room where herbal tea is placed. Not as if one smells directly at the cup, but as if this heavy water vapour of the tea is in the air - probably it is the camomile. Again later, the fresh lemon was processed, in the tea lies a bitter lemon zest, the fruit was disposed of. The scent becomes warm and heavy, I smell strong cedar wood. Since cedar can quickly smell leathery, an association of leather is also possible, but no, not authentic leather. Well, grandma came out of the bathroom and sits down for her tea. It smells room filling like its skin cream, which is very sweet, very creamy, very powdery and very synthetic. How highly perfumed chemistry is. It may be seen as distant iris and vanilla, but only distant. I complain about the strong scent, she means well and sprays an air freshener. A dull cloud of "apricot" fills the room. It came out of a spray bottle, what to expect: no, it's not an authentic apricot, it's too dull and not tangy or fruity enough. I'm getting a headache, what a mess! But that's just the scent in the first 10 minutes.

The next stage of the fragrance will be even more difficult. Grandma's skin cream and the air freshener disappear, they remain shallow in the air, or my nose has simply got used to it. It smells like woody-leather, neither of which can be recognized properly or as such. It would be mistaken to call the scent woody, it just goes in that direction. Rather, it is dark and smoky. A green component is added, which is as it were dark. Tart, scratchy herbs without any hint of freshness. If the herbs were something like sage or lavender, they would be barbershop-like fresh and invigorating. These are dead, like weeds still sticking to soil. The smoky one could also think it would be an absurd tobacco mixture for grandpa's pipe. Let's add the remaining notes of skin cream and air freshener, rather an even more absurd mixture from the shisha bar.

Again later the herbaceous one is even more pronounced, without losing the diabetic sweetness behind. It smells hot medically. Grandpa is eating his favourite herbal liqueur and the one I am talking to has an unpleasant breath of salmiac pastilles. One would like to claim it smells as if the well-assorted medicine cabinet fell off the wall and crashed into the house bar. Yikes, that's how traditional pharmacies must have smelled a few hundred years ago! In the late drydown I feel it cooler and dusty. Is that the eponymous sand? I don't think it smells more like dusty air after drilling into the wall. In summary, most of the time the fragrance was very sweet, subtly fruity and therefore rather feminine for me. But with all this stuff and everything, what does feminine mean?

And we've worked through pretty much every scent and every fragrance, everything and nothing at the same time: Obscene, ashy, citric, leathery-woody, warm, powdery, herbaceous, green, vanilla, smoky, dark, fresh, heavy, tea, chamomile, spicy, bitter, medicinal, dusty, cool. What's that, please?

Yes, this perfume is unique. Unique. Rarely. Incomparable.
But is it good as an overall composition? For me it is really everything but no poem!

There's perfume that's so bad you can't call it perfume anymore. I can't say that about Sparkling Sand; it still smells like "wanted" and perfume. In this sense: No, not a complete catastrophe of scents, but always a bizarre smell wheel of bliss!