06/20/2025

ClaireV
969 Reviews

ClaireV
2
Indie version of FB Angel Dust, MCG Burlesque, or Oriza L. LeGrand Jardins d'Armide
Mardi Gras is what I'd call a sexy-but-weird perfume. It's a floral for Goths and non-conformists. A quick read of the notes - vanilla, orange blossom, honey, civet, and benzoin - might make you think that this is going to be standard floral fare, but it's anything but. Rather than go the usual soapy and sugared route with orange blossom, Mardi Gras smears a fistful of withered, leathery flower petals over the dusty flagstones of a temple, allowing them to evaporate into the heat like spores off rotting fruit.
Anybody in love with the smell of aging wood, paper, and flagstone in ancient churches or castles will experience a thrill of recognition here; at times, the perfume seems resolutely un-floral, with a mustiness so deep it's capable of blocking out the orange blossom. At other times, powder puffs of honeyed civet poke through the orange blossom, turning it into a bathtub gin version of Bal à Versailles. Central to its character, I suspect, is benzoin, responsible for the spicy, medicated foot powder texture that makes it so unusual.
If you're in the market for a come-hither scent that's sexy in a slightly gritty, bohemian-messy way, then roll the dice on Mardi Gras. It's the kind of fragrance that's flashes its boobs at you whether you throw a necklace or not.
Anybody in love with the smell of aging wood, paper, and flagstone in ancient churches or castles will experience a thrill of recognition here; at times, the perfume seems resolutely un-floral, with a mustiness so deep it's capable of blocking out the orange blossom. At other times, powder puffs of honeyed civet poke through the orange blossom, turning it into a bathtub gin version of Bal à Versailles. Central to its character, I suspect, is benzoin, responsible for the spicy, medicated foot powder texture that makes it so unusual.
If you're in the market for a come-hither scent that's sexy in a slightly gritty, bohemian-messy way, then roll the dice on Mardi Gras. It's the kind of fragrance that's flashes its boobs at you whether you throw a necklace or not.