Sergio Tacchini Sergio Tacchini 1987 Eau de Toilette

Coming of age in the late 80s, I suddenly felt the need to express myself olfactorily. At first, I started with cheap scents like "Denim," but later I eyed Drakkar Noir and this very Salvatore Tacchini. The bottle had the same angular design as the interiors of Alfas and Fiats of the time, and just as much cheap plastic used. But oh, how grown-up I felt when I wore the fragrance.... fresh, clean, soapy, and confident. A white polo shirt is a must here!

I suspect our parents would have wished we were as decent as Salvatore was back then.

And now, a few decades later, my current bottle is running low. Perhaps it's the nostalgic, idealized view, but I remember it being louder and more potent. The performance has likely suffered a bit due to reformulations as well. But it’s still lovely, with its fresh and green-spicy opening and how it becomes creamier and more floral towards the end.

The bottle is truly a horror, but the price is mild. Still, I probably won't buy it again. At some point, you have to let go. And for those really intense nostalgia moments, I still have Rabanne pour Homme.

Thank you, Salvatore, for the beautiful memories!