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En Voyage chez l'Artisan Parfumeur: 2 Dzonghka - the wood lacquer painter at the village market.
If you look into the house of L'Artisan Parfumeur you will inevitably come across Dzonghka. Especially because comparisons are often made to his better known brother "Timbuktu", which I reviewed in my last commentary. It's a bit of a pity, because Dzonghka is quite a fragrance in its own right, which puts something like this in the shade
In order to show his uniqueness I will refer him here from time to time to Timbuktu and delimit it.
Dzonghka is the official language of Bhutan, a monarchy bordering India and Tibet. I have neither experience nor associations with this part of the world, so I will not be able to relate the smell to the name
The start is quite oriental. Vetiver plays along like in Timbuktu, but is accompanied by a lot of smoke and tea. A prominent fruity note is also formed here, with slushy parts, but a crisp lychee can be identified as the cause. Looks much more playful to me than Timbuktu's mango. And this is important, because Dzonghka is lively, versatile but also ponderous; this becomes clear in the following course, a light lychee is good for that. I am also grateful for the rose, which is really rare for me.
Because after the drydown Dzonghka is hard for me to grab. Especially this note of wood varnish makes it difficult for me. Never before smelled in a perfume, I admit submissively that I like it. (Maybe that's what Annarosalein smelled a few comments below? ;) ) At the beginning quite heavy, almost reminiscent of dried cow dung, it fortunately becomes lighter, fresher, towards light leather as it progresses. Essentially, I see the biggest difference in character here, Timbuktu's muddy sweetness versus Dzongkha's wood varnish chord. That and its enormous versatility;
Sometimes it looks powdery, sometimes oily. Sometimes juicy bitter green. Sometimes I smell cotton-soft vetiver, sometimes dusty, cobweb-covered attic Sometimes glucose, sometimes dry spices with slightly glowing charcoal. The whole thing reminds one of a lively, untidy, colourful village bazaar. And yet it is, like a mirage, Timbuktu which I perceive veiled after a few hours. It is and always will be the same DNA of two brothers, whereby I assign Timbuktu to the intellectual, reserved gentleman and Dzonghka to the fragile, impulsive bon vivant. If one of them likes either of them, the other one should definitely be tested.
Dzonghka can be worn all year round, I think. In winter he might be a bit weak. In warmer temperatures he shows himself without being pushy. Also the durability of 8 hours is ok for me.
Thank you for reading my comment.
Dzonghka is the official language of Bhutan, a monarchy bordering India and Tibet. I have neither experience nor associations with this part of the world, so I will not be able to relate the smell to the name
The start is quite oriental. Vetiver plays along like in Timbuktu, but is accompanied by a lot of smoke and tea. A prominent fruity note is also formed here, with slushy parts, but a crisp lychee can be identified as the cause. Looks much more playful to me than Timbuktu's mango. And this is important, because Dzonghka is lively, versatile but also ponderous; this becomes clear in the following course, a light lychee is good for that. I am also grateful for the rose, which is really rare for me.
Because after the drydown Dzonghka is hard for me to grab. Especially this note of wood varnish makes it difficult for me. Never before smelled in a perfume, I admit submissively that I like it. (Maybe that's what Annarosalein smelled a few comments below? ;) ) At the beginning quite heavy, almost reminiscent of dried cow dung, it fortunately becomes lighter, fresher, towards light leather as it progresses. Essentially, I see the biggest difference in character here, Timbuktu's muddy sweetness versus Dzongkha's wood varnish chord. That and its enormous versatility;
Sometimes it looks powdery, sometimes oily. Sometimes juicy bitter green. Sometimes I smell cotton-soft vetiver, sometimes dusty, cobweb-covered attic Sometimes glucose, sometimes dry spices with slightly glowing charcoal. The whole thing reminds one of a lively, untidy, colourful village bazaar. And yet it is, like a mirage, Timbuktu which I perceive veiled after a few hours. It is and always will be the same DNA of two brothers, whereby I assign Timbuktu to the intellectual, reserved gentleman and Dzonghka to the fragile, impulsive bon vivant. If one of them likes either of them, the other one should definitely be tested.
Dzonghka can be worn all year round, I think. In winter he might be a bit weak. In warmer temperatures he shows himself without being pushy. Also the durability of 8 hours is ok for me.
Thank you for reading my comment.
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