Sergio Tacchini Sergio Tacchini 1987 Eau de Toilette
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Sweet soap over fuzzy balls
Tennis references aside, this fragrance is a journey down the hygiene aisle of Hy & Zels. Starts off with a brilliant blast of cheap green soapiness along with something rather sour and strange that I can only associate with overly damp clothing that's been left in a gym bag for a week. Not quite body odour or "old-man funk", but something in the ballpark. What's even more strange is that the accord only lasts for 2-3 minutes before literally breaking apart into a lovely floral lavender and what must be the lemon leaf material. It's an unusually fast transition for what I assumed would be a cheap, linear scent, so this was a welcome surprise. Ten minutes in, the magic begins.
Up to this point, my first impressions were, "ok, so it's another weird-ass bargain Italian-soap freshie", but just a half-hour in, I literally couldn't keep my nose off of my arm. The sweet musk combining with the lavender and rosemary were just fan-effing-tastic. Synthetic yes, but heavenly. True, I'm a child of the 80s so I guess there's some nostaligic influence at work here, but the scent instantly transported me back to simpler times when the height of designer perfumery was literally creating the impression of musky, yet luxury cleanliness. Truly an amazing base despite my initial misgivings, and one that ultimately made me fall in love with the stuff.
To be blunt, what we have here is nothing short a bar of green soap perfectly blended with sweet 'n' spicy man-musk, tailor made for the locker room of the 1980s sports arena or golf course. Moreover, the quality is about on par what you would expect from Azzaro, Lacoste, Hugo Boss and Ralph Lauren at the time. And although the "For Men" or "Per Uomo" addage is missing, the implication is clear. This is the bathroom scent of a dude with dark hair, chest fuzz and a scraggly moustache - untamed, yet proper; rough, yet well-dressed; polite, yet cocky - the kind of dude that does business on the playing field; his giant Motorolla DynaTAC conveniently within arm's reach.
Longevity is surprisingly good for a freshie too, owing in no small part to the synthetic base materials. Projection is about average, especially since the atomizer gives out a healthy dose of juice with each spray. Really no complaints there.
So despite the uniquely peculiar opening, I can honestly say that it's quickly become one of my favourite soapy throwbacks in the last couple of years. Need to mention that I picked it up for dirt cheap from a bargain bin - which you might assume given the tacky, cheap plastic-adorned bottle, feather-light cap and mediocre atomizer - but the scent still gets a Fonzie thumbs up from me. Ehhh! Another wicked cheap time machine in a bottle. And sometimes that's enough to make me smile. :)
Up to this point, my first impressions were, "ok, so it's another weird-ass bargain Italian-soap freshie", but just a half-hour in, I literally couldn't keep my nose off of my arm. The sweet musk combining with the lavender and rosemary were just fan-effing-tastic. Synthetic yes, but heavenly. True, I'm a child of the 80s so I guess there's some nostaligic influence at work here, but the scent instantly transported me back to simpler times when the height of designer perfumery was literally creating the impression of musky, yet luxury cleanliness. Truly an amazing base despite my initial misgivings, and one that ultimately made me fall in love with the stuff.
To be blunt, what we have here is nothing short a bar of green soap perfectly blended with sweet 'n' spicy man-musk, tailor made for the locker room of the 1980s sports arena or golf course. Moreover, the quality is about on par what you would expect from Azzaro, Lacoste, Hugo Boss and Ralph Lauren at the time. And although the "For Men" or "Per Uomo" addage is missing, the implication is clear. This is the bathroom scent of a dude with dark hair, chest fuzz and a scraggly moustache - untamed, yet proper; rough, yet well-dressed; polite, yet cocky - the kind of dude that does business on the playing field; his giant Motorolla DynaTAC conveniently within arm's reach.
Longevity is surprisingly good for a freshie too, owing in no small part to the synthetic base materials. Projection is about average, especially since the atomizer gives out a healthy dose of juice with each spray. Really no complaints there.
So despite the uniquely peculiar opening, I can honestly say that it's quickly become one of my favourite soapy throwbacks in the last couple of years. Need to mention that I picked it up for dirt cheap from a bargain bin - which you might assume given the tacky, cheap plastic-adorned bottle, feather-light cap and mediocre atomizer - but the scent still gets a Fonzie thumbs up from me. Ehhh! Another wicked cheap time machine in a bottle. And sometimes that's enough to make me smile. :)