Aoud M. Micallef 2003

The fragrance Oud and I are not really good friends. What's the matter with you? Because I'm a branded kid!
Let me explain:
about two years ago I blindly bought the Dunhill Icon Absolte. He was cut 50% at a perfumery. Unfortunately there was no tester there and I thought I'd be fine. The bottle just magically attracted me. The next day, it was Saturday, I sprayed it on me for the first time. In my usual generous way. That was a mistake. A big mistake! Not only that it almost knocked me out, no, after half an hour I got such a headache that I suddenly went to the shower and rubbed and scrubbed for 20 minutes. Unfortunately the smell did not go away completely and mixed now with my shower gel smell. What a shudder! Still on Sunday I smelled the scent of the muddle on me and I didn't even taste my coffee for breakfast. However, the Dunhill found a new owner the following week. I hoped and wished that I hadn't sent him my headache. But there was never a complaint :) Since this booming migraine-like fragrance experience, I have avoided almost all oud fragrances. Apart from Tom Ford's Oud Wood and Aqua di Parma's Oud, I hated all the oud scents I had since then, although I hadn't smelled them at all.

Today however it was (again) so far and my nose should concern itself again with the topic Oud:
my charming colleague, who is totally into Louis Vuitton fragrances, brought me a sample of Micallef Aoud. "There you go. You're a man, he's probably nothing to me!" Curiously I took the sample, thanked her and when she was at her desk again, I had to take a deep breath at the sight when I read "Aoud". Immediately the memories of my horrible Dunhill experience were present again. Well, you don't look a gift horse in the mouth. And so I sprayed myself also immediately courageously a strong sprayer on the hand pulse. My dear Scholli, what a force the opening was! "Did you spray yourself with the sample?" my donor asked. "That smells delicious." My other colleagues also turned to me and confirmed the fragrance that was smelling good for them, which had spread throughout our entire office in the meantime. I have to say, I'm the only cock in the basket. Blessing or curse, you can hold it as you like ;) Somehow it was after a cigarette and I went to untgen for a smoke. While I was smoking, I kept sniffing my hand pulse. Something if you smoke and sniff perfume at the same time ;) Back in the office upstairs, I was so absorbed in my work that I didn't even think about the scent, even though I noticed it. It's actually a good sign. A sign that I can handle him. No headaches. Towards the end of the day, I concentrated again on my hand pulse and was surprised. The fragrance developed into a gentle companion: rose accompanied with oud and the flattering sandalwood I could smell. Some patchouli was also present. I couldn't smell honey directly, but I think he is responsible for the fact that this smell has developed into a flatterer.

Now, after a good seven hours, the scent has become nice and quiet, but still full. That is, he has lost little in his multifaceted compositions, except that he is no longer so cheeky.
As I'm writing these lines here, I've been thinking all the time about what time of day, what time of year, and what occasions I'd wear it. I'll take a little break and be right back ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... So here I am after a cigarette length on the terrace again and me many spontaneously the Bregenzer Festpiele in addition. Outside, open-air stage, it's already dawning. Or Wagner´s Ring der Nibelungen, or his Siegfried. Dark and sophisticated music: Just like Micallefs Aoud.
This combination certainly has one advantage: it turns the musical experience into a flattering one. For me this would be an experience without headaches, at least concerning the smell ;)