Upper Ten Lubin 2015

What does success smell like?

And what does joy smell like? Or triumph? What does love smell like? What does eroticism smell like? What does longing smell like? Similarly, one could also ask what sadness, failure, heartbreak, or aversion smells like.
All questions whose answers are as individual as each one of us. What we associate with a feeling, life situation, or state ultimately depends on how and where in this world we have been socialized.

There are objections and criticisms below regarding the name of the perfume.
I find the name just as good or bad, just as pretentious or unassuming as perfume names that want to associate with love, eroticism, glamour, playgrounds of the rich, or whatever else.
Especially with love and sex, a lot of nonsense is played in the field of perfume naming, where Upper Ten is still very relative.

So, how does success ultimately smell? No idea!
But I imagine the scent of success would have the same qualities as the people who are successful. There are even studies about this (my friend, a psychiatrist in a psychiatric clinic, told me). American psychologists have collected data for decades to find out what distinguishes a successful person from an unsuccessful one. In the end, there was probably only one characteristic, only one circumstance that determined success or failure. The successful ones were not those who were more educated, more original, tougher, more elegant, more innovative, or cooler. The only thing all successful people had in common was the ability to seek help at the crucial moment. Those who were not afraid to admit that they didn't know what to do anymore and brought help on board were also the ones whose endeavors were crowned with success. Not the bolder, not the more brazen, not the prettier, not the more modern, not the more elegant, not the shinier. After all, success is not glamour.
So, according to this, the scent of success, in my opinion, should radiate humility. Being aware of one's limits, but also of one's strengths. Not imposing oneself, but also not shying away, being adaptable, and staying in the game.
Does the scent of this perfume do all of this? Yes, it does.

First of all, it is humble, but it is clearly present. Nothing loud defines the beginning, but the dry, astringent spice of juniper berry, surrounded by a balanced mix of citrus, floral, and spicy notes. A bit of everything. Not too much of anything.
Even after that, it does not get louder or more spectacular. It only becomes more individual.
For me, the scent quickly becomes woody; the flowers and fruits, if there are any, are so intertwined that nothing can be smelled individually. The scent is cuddly, has an incredibly interesting aura, and changes slowly, only gaining maturity. After about 6 hours, it is an amber scent with small foreign wood notes, dark, inviting, and still very present. And it lasts another 3-4 hours easily.
With my brother, you can smell something fruity, which is subtly sweet. The green-citrus scent like from freshly broken stems also lingers for a long time, and it takes almost an hour for the scent to darken. But then it really does, woods and even more woods, and a leathery accord, like from an old saddle. Even on my brother, the scent is still clearly perceptible close to the skin after 10 hours.
With a friend, it is also different - she first smells dry herbs and lemon, then somehow something indistinctly floral, and very quickly comes a scent like a Siberian herbal soap used in the banya - with birch tar and 40 herbs, feeling like 400. Shortly thereafter, the herbs fade, and a creaminess comes to the tar that I have smelled often, but do not know where it comes from.

As you can see - all different perceptions of the same scent. For everyone, it is beautiful (if you like such things), but it emphasizes the personality of the wearer rather than being front and center.
So much for the scent.

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I find the idea of creating a tribute to the working class just.
Only in this case, I am glad not to be a perfumer, because I could never meet the demands of political correctness!

If I were to interpret the scent of workers as a special, calm, wise scent, I would be accused of ignoring the class struggle and the pent-up anger of the exploited, portraying the workers as spineless wimps.
If I were to create a clean, simple, neat, fresh scent, people would say I am downplaying the harshness of the misery in which people have lived despite hard work.
If I were to express the significance of my tribute by using only the best, most exquisite, most expensive oils, my creation would be seen as a mockery.
If I were to truthfully interpret bloody sweat, soot, diseases, latrines, moldy food scraps, rotten teeth, and the months without water and soap in a scent, the fragrance would not be commercially viable.

One can debate for a long time who deserves more glory - the designer or the tailor. The arguments would be endless and all correct. But who says that the successful ones haven't worked hard?
This is not about communism or the dictatorship of the proletariat, but about a scent. Everyone can decide for themselves based on their feelings whether the marketing includes or excludes them.