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Black or royal blue?
Encre Noire, black ink and here we go: fragrance names evoke associations or not. Eutopie simply numbers them, Chanel does the same and others deliberately stimulate the mental cinema by naming them before the first drop has even left the bottle. The black ink stain on a white background is considered by pirates to be a message of imminent death in Stevenson's Treasure Island, and is still used that way in pop culture today. In Umberto Eco's novel The Name of the Rose, monks die with fingers and tongues stained with black ink. No lockdown helped against the "Black Death" in the Middle Ages, and "Black Friday" began a global economic crisis without bailouts; black magic, moonlighting, naysayers.... And since Encre Noir "Schwarzriecher" - only black humor helps!
The fragrance of Encre Noir itself has already been described in detail here and I therefore do not go again on the individual fragrance components, but on the subjective effect of this fragrance on me personally, because I see it a little differently: Unlike many here, I feel Encre Noir quite as a summer fragrance. For me, Encre Noir radiates a coolness that I don't know from any other fragrance. With Fahrenheit or Grey Flannel it's a metallic coolness, with the usual citrus summer scents it's more of a freshness, but Encre Noir seems cold to me . This is not because of the fragrances themselves contained, but because of the absence of anything that could smell even remotely warm or sweet-cuddly. EN is emotionlessly cold to me - frozen like a block of ice. I wonder if many of the associations described in reviews would have arisen had the fragrance been trapped in an "iced" bottle and called Encre Bleu? To me, EN is an iceberg of blue ink at the center of which a Blue Hole sucks in everything warmly sweet and cuddly and turns it into radiant cold. In the center of this "Blue Hole" there is infinite calm and it smells like royal blue. I like that very much from time to time.
The fragrance of Encre Noir itself has already been described in detail here and I therefore do not go again on the individual fragrance components, but on the subjective effect of this fragrance on me personally, because I see it a little differently: Unlike many here, I feel Encre Noir quite as a summer fragrance. For me, Encre Noir radiates a coolness that I don't know from any other fragrance. With Fahrenheit or Grey Flannel it's a metallic coolness, with the usual citrus summer scents it's more of a freshness, but Encre Noir seems cold to me . This is not because of the fragrances themselves contained, but because of the absence of anything that could smell even remotely warm or sweet-cuddly. EN is emotionlessly cold to me - frozen like a block of ice. I wonder if many of the associations described in reviews would have arisen had the fragrance been trapped in an "iced" bottle and called Encre Bleu? To me, EN is an iceberg of blue ink at the center of which a Blue Hole sucks in everything warmly sweet and cuddly and turns it into radiant cold. In the center of this "Blue Hole" there is infinite calm and it smells like royal blue. I like that very much from time to time.
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