Admittedly, getting up close and personal with this fragrance is not necessarily easy. At first, it comes across as almost off-putting in its roughness. Our senses seem too accustomed to the insipid, barely distinguishable products of modern times, tuned to uniform perception. But those who embrace the special charm of this scent will be rewarded with a reliable friend that knows how to present itself distinctly and stylishly.
The opening of Polo is spectacular, pouring forth the entire cornucopia. Smoky undertones, paired with spices, gradually add a dry, warm leather note that remains throughout the entire development of the fragrance. Later on, chamomile adds a pleasant bitterness to the leather. The dry down is lasting and refined, a combination of barbershop and old leather sofa, unique and a bit daring.
The scent is always very present, yet remains balanced in its composition. For me, Polo is a rock in the surf of soulless, aquatic mass-market fragrances. Would I wear Polo if the Queen invited me to a gala dinner? Perhaps not. But for those who want to make a statement to their surroundings without getting too lost in words, I can only recommend this wonderful fragrance.