The first impressions of Nefs were extraordinary. It immediately captured my full attention but did not overwhelm. It was a scent impression I could not yet imagine.
When I first really wore it, this composition was sacred. This mix, this blend had so many facets, it was beautifully combined and perfectly balanced.
Sweet and bitter, dark and delicious, clean yet with a hint of "dirty" - everything felt perfectly balanced.
Even though it wasn't the favorite among those around me, everyone commented on it as something different and special.
Every time I decided to wear Nefs, it felt like magic. The scent spread just the right amount in my surroundings. I smelled special, almost like a prince from a distant kingdom.
But the more different perfumes I tried, and the more often I wore Nefs, and the more time I spent with it, the more the magic faded. The puzzle of the notes was slowly being solved.
By now, the magic has disappeared. It is a typical rose oud scent with a honey-sweet fig. Although the blend still sounds great and is well composed, I can sniff out all the relevant details, and somehow it takes away the allure of the fragrance. The puzzle of the notes was slowly being solved. Some other scents retain their magic for me, even when I can easily imagine the note combination, but this one does not at all. And I don't want to start the price debate here. For me, it is a scent worth its price only if it attracts me, if it lures me, and if I occasionally crave the need to smell like that. Therefore, it was definitely worth it when I still found it so magical and now for the memories. But for a bottle, it will never be enough. It's just a bit too...
not addictive enough. You get used to this 'nose-pleaser' too quickly.
