A somewhat serious, tightly wrapped package full of bitter-resinous floral masses
Yes, a true sea of flowers. At first, I was reminded of a cross between two women’s fragrances from the houses of Chanel and Guerlain, from truly long-gone times, as an expansive floral opulence confronts you right from the start, mixed with a relatively bitter-spicy quality.
"Cuir de l´Aigle Russe" is not easy to categorize, especially regarding its gender suitability, I find it difficult.
There is something strict, angular, that resides in the fragrance (possibly the rich use of coriander/juniper), along with the lush geranium/may rose/immortelle blend.
It is all surrounded by a relatively strong waxy, resinous styrax power.
To me, it all seems quite unruly, and when I incorporate the statement from the cleaning bucket, the chamois leather, and the freshly cleaned cellar into my notes, which I find quite accurate, I conclude that we cannot become friends.
Even after an hour, it is too biting, too rebellious, too rigidly anchored in a strict floral spiciness for me to identify a suitable moment for its use.
