For Him Bleu Noir Narciso Rodriguez 2015 Eau de Toilette
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"A Difficult Birth ..."
... and that in double sense: I have now tested FHBN for the second time and for the second time it is going back. Somewhat reluctantly, because it was a hot flirt between me and this fragrance, but it is - that much is now certain - unfortunately not going to turn into a love affair.
An EDT that not everyone has, a bottle that is truly one of a kind, a scent experience that occupies a niche. Add to that my sympathy for musk, paired with my rejection of overly gourmand and leathery fragrances. The conditions seemed ideal for a hot night in a dark, dimly lit club. I'm already a bit "over it," the collar of my shirt is wide open, the bass is thumping, all the guests are sweaty. I lean against the bar and perceive something like a dark freshness that only fits this night, in a muggy room climate, carrying a hint of "decay."
From that perspective: Well done, Mr. Rodriguez! Only I find myself too rarely in such situations, and already on the way home I sniff again in clear, cool air. Suddenly it no longer fits. I will not have sex anymore, I am already mentally at the to-dos of the next day, feeling a bit "disheveled," and FHBN feels like a sweaty piece of clothing that I want to shed immediately.
Now, this may all sound a bit exaggerated, but that is exactly what I associate with FHBN. If I were looking for an EDT for exactly such occasions, this fragrance would be right at the top of my favorites list. Some party night owls of a younger generation might still find it not "cool" and "sexy" enough, but I have outgrown that phase. After a head note that is overly sweet for me, a "heavy freshness" sets in after about a quarter of an hour, if such a thing exists. I don't know where it comes from ... I would have expected a citrus note, which is obviously not present.
In short, FHBN is for me a seductive bride, with whom I would gladly take a dance, but that is solely due to the situation. When viewed in daylight, I then realize that we have hardly anything in common except for that nocturnal memory that connects us. Therefore, this will not work out between us. I will not introduce you to my friends and colleagues ... and before I call you twice a year to apologize for having neglected you for so long, I’d rather just leave it! ;-)
An EDT that not everyone has, a bottle that is truly one of a kind, a scent experience that occupies a niche. Add to that my sympathy for musk, paired with my rejection of overly gourmand and leathery fragrances. The conditions seemed ideal for a hot night in a dark, dimly lit club. I'm already a bit "over it," the collar of my shirt is wide open, the bass is thumping, all the guests are sweaty. I lean against the bar and perceive something like a dark freshness that only fits this night, in a muggy room climate, carrying a hint of "decay."
From that perspective: Well done, Mr. Rodriguez! Only I find myself too rarely in such situations, and already on the way home I sniff again in clear, cool air. Suddenly it no longer fits. I will not have sex anymore, I am already mentally at the to-dos of the next day, feeling a bit "disheveled," and FHBN feels like a sweaty piece of clothing that I want to shed immediately.
Now, this may all sound a bit exaggerated, but that is exactly what I associate with FHBN. If I were looking for an EDT for exactly such occasions, this fragrance would be right at the top of my favorites list. Some party night owls of a younger generation might still find it not "cool" and "sexy" enough, but I have outgrown that phase. After a head note that is overly sweet for me, a "heavy freshness" sets in after about a quarter of an hour, if such a thing exists. I don't know where it comes from ... I would have expected a citrus note, which is obviously not present.
In short, FHBN is for me a seductive bride, with whom I would gladly take a dance, but that is solely due to the situation. When viewed in daylight, I then realize that we have hardly anything in common except for that nocturnal memory that connects us. Therefore, this will not work out between us. I will not introduce you to my friends and colleagues ... and before I call you twice a year to apologize for having neglected you for so long, I’d rather just leave it! ;-)
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3 Comments
I'm curious about what you mean by "and twice he went back." I often make blind purchases at easy cosmetics, etc., and sell the ones I don't like at a loss on eBay. Is there an alternative (besides the decants offered here, etc.)? Thanks in advance.