Cachet Prince Matchabelli 1970 Cologne

Ooooch, I think it's great to be a grandma and to smell like one! SO! Furthermore, I consider the statement: "Smells like grandma!" as a compliment. SO! A grandma is a mature woman and can afford to smell like this. Although every grandma smells a bit different. Quote from my daughter when I wear or test a loud classic again: "Wow, Mom, this is really a knockout! You must have fallen into a coma in the 70s and 80s!"
Cachet is a typical child of its time, old-fashioned, booming, punchy, spicy, fierce, and very beautiful.
In the 1970s and 1980s, fragrance houses competed to launch thunderous chypres on the market.
Cachet is one of them and a typical crowd-pleaser. A grand spectacle right from the start. Aldehydes crash in with soap, shine, and glory. Shortly after, the spice bazaar opens. Green notes rush by and bone-dry iris blows jasmine away.
Cachet is an EdT, but surpasses many modern EdPs in its expansive sillage.
In the base, the typical, animalic chypre. Nestled on leather with a few traces of the big kitty.
I am pleased that many houses are revisiting the theme of thunderous chypres. For example, Sisley with "Soir de Lune" or "Bottega Veneta" from the eponymous company.
So, now I’m sitting in my rocking chair, but I’m not knitting and I’m not reading fairy tales, no, I’m polishing my grandma-esque bottles. Later, I might read a blood-dripping thriller by Stephen King. SO!