Baba Yaga 2013 Eau de Toilette

Baba Yaga (Eau de Toilette) by SuléKó
Bottle Design Joëlle Fèvre, Alain Fichot, La Manufacture de Porcelaine de Limoges Merigous
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8.1 / 10 60 Ratings
A popular perfume by SuléKó for women and men, released in 2013. The scent is woody-spicy. It is still in production.
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Main accords

Woody
Spicy
Leathery
Earthy
Resinous

Fragrance Pyramid

Top Notes Top Notes
Bitter orangeBitter orange BergamotBergamot Mandarin orangeMandarin orange OrangeOrange
Heart Notes Heart Notes
CloveClove Pink pepperPink pepper CinnamonCinnamon PepperPepper NutmegNutmeg
Base Notes Base Notes
LeatherLeather Cade juniper woodCade juniper wood PatchouliPatchouli

Perfumer

Ratings
Scent
8.160 Ratings
Longevity
8.054 Ratings
Sillage
7.458 Ratings
Bottle
8.357 Ratings
Submitted by Michael, last update on 28.08.2023.
Interesting Facts
In Slavic culture Baba Jaga is a mythological and fairy tale figure that is mostly described as an old crone living in the forest.
Variant of the fragrance concentration
This is a variant of the perfume Baba Yaga (Eau de Parfum) by SuléKó, which differs in concentration.

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5 in-depth fragrance descriptions
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Taurus

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Top Review 26  
Good old wise woman
About the mythical figure Baba Yaga has already been told here a lot, which is why I save myself the explanatory bear at this point and come directly to the point
Whereby it is to be noted that Baba Yaga both as a scary old witch with broom and mortar their mischief drives as well as a wise forest woman, earth mother goddess or guardian of the waters of life and death can be considered. As is well known, not all witches were evil at that time, but were predominantly knowledgeable herbal women who understood the forces of nature and used them for the positive.

Be that as it may, this eau de toilette plays a little with the duality of this figure in which it just in the top note all kinds of powers released, which seem a little strange.

So you hear at the beginning of a good load of spices, especially clove, some cinnamon and a lot of nutmeg, where as a welcome contrast orangy splashes spark in between. That's quite interesting, but what's really challenging is an almost animalic note, the kind you'd initially attribute to Yves Saint Laurent's highly polarizing Kouros - wherever that might come from. However, the animalism disappears quickly as if by magic.

With all these impressions I think there now not predominantly of witch kitchen, but a little what morbid-dusty to cranky-smoky has that already.
A good hour later, the fragrance becomes far more lovely, with more intense the leather in combination with dark wood and some patchouli prevails. However, relatively lagging and overall not as long lasting and projective as I would have thought from the reviews.

Thus, Baba Yaga is at least an originally made Eau de Toilette with one or the other remarkable twist, although for my personal taste the clove seems too dominant and the theme of the forest was neglected too much.
In contrast, I find e.g. Norne by Slumberhouse far more mysterious and more fitting to the theme. But that is again a different and really special story ...
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Gschpusi

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Dark black
Have you ever faced a black, big bull in a meadow?
They're powerful, powerful appearances. Respectful and strong.
They look dark and dangerous.
Everything around him seems to stand still, nobody moves. You look carefully to the left and right
in order to check in which direction one finds faster protection, should this black muscleman
suddenly go off. He fixes you and looks at you as if no hair can be crooked.
And then he just lowers his head, snorts with his big nostrils over the blades of grass, sucks the
The scent of the daisies comes in and trots away calmly.
That's how I feel about Baba Yaga. It's dark and mysterious. Hard, engaging and distant at the beginning and then becomes as madly gentle as a hand, hesitating but determined, approaches an anxious animal to caress it tenderly.
I love it when a scent is so changeable. Strong and powerful and just as gentle and homey.
Baba Yaga is said to be an old myth and fairy tale character who lives in the forest.
The "power" of the scents, I feel as described above, but it also raises memories of a dark, old forest. I love it when it's dark and mysterious.
There's so much to explore and see and smell. Touch and greet everything.
Baba Yaga is a woody green fragrance. Influenced by many times rain, sun, breaking moss and zich
different people and animal smells. Only fine particles that have settled on the ground of the dense forest over the decades. Thick bark protects the old trees, they appear almost leathery. If one strokes one's hand over its unevenness, it smells heavenly of leather and earth. Again and again small clearings, which bring in freshness and sparkling scent flashes. Wild and dangerous at the beginning and so protective with time the longer you walk through the forest.
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Chizza

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How I stole the mortar from Baba Yaga
"Children, sit down! Your uncle must now tell you a story about a man who went on a journey and experienced incredible things. And yes... that man was me. Do you have any questions before we begin?"
"Yes, who are you and why did you just sit down at our table here in the restaurant? Besides, my husband Fridolin and I are 50 years old!"
"Do you want to hear a story or not?"
"Leave him alone, Erna, it's taking so long again today with this chicky chicky Italian! Go ahead, but there's nothing on my plate. The portions are already so small anyway "That doesn't matter, I'll start:
Many years ago I hiked a lot through deserted valleys, climbed highest mountains and enjoyed being alone in nature. So it happened that on a journey through Serbian forests I suddenly and unnoticed by me came close to a being that deliberately wanted to remain hidden. Only when the last bird fell silent, only when the last tree was bare and only when the earth became black and blacker did I look up in amazement, freed myself from my daydreams and saw the wooden hut set up on chicken legs before me.
I crept up quietly. A sharp and spicy wind blew towards me, which made me thirsty. So I drank my last sip of water from the vessel for it and got some freshness because the wind was slightly peppery so it brought tears to my eyes. The closer I came, the spicier it smelled and I saw an old witch throwing all kinds of powder into her big pot. She talked all confused about spider legs, bird feathers and what else. But actually she seemed to season a soup with nutmeg, cloves, pepper and such things. And she danced around the cauldron. When she saw me and sparkled at me, I became frightened and anxious. So I ran away and she chased me. Suddenly she swung her butcher knife with which she had previously cut and spiced citrus fruits, hence the fruity and spicy impression. Finally I saw a small car with the key inserted, it must be hers. I did not think about it for long and captured it without further ado. She almost had me but then I was gone. She called my mortar, my mortar is stolen for a ride! I think that was the name of her car. Anyway, it was one of the most bizarre experiences I ever had. On the ride to safety, the previously pungent smell became weaker and weaker, but it miraculously combined with the leather seats of the Mini and the wooden armature components. That was quite pleasant. The witch's music was still playing in the car, an Austrian band sang the witch's praises there at night, and flaming looks. Happily I arrived in the valley where I was again among people. End."

"Yeah, strong story. Since the food is still not there, now I am hungry for a nice chicken plus soup at the Serb. Come on, my treat."
To the fragrance:
right at the beginning the cloud of spices is very strong, for me nutmeg, cinnamon and especially the cloves take over the sceptre from the front. The pepper also comes through well but only because the citrus fruits have this peppery undertone. Yes, you can smell bitter orange. As far as I'm concerned, it's generally citrusy, although these are drowning and appear very spicy. In my perception, Baba Yaga sometimes exceeds the limits of the staleness of the fruit, there is too much spice. Is the chose getting weaker? Yes, with time. In my eyes, it gets even staler and then just paler. Only later does the pepper smell more harmonious together with the oranges, but that does not compensate for the beginning. At some point, slightly wooden and leathery notes come through, but these are influenced by the fading of the spices and oranges and thus have a fruity-tart effect. This is very successful, so that in the end a pleasant fragrance emerges.
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FabianO

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At the beginning a nasty spice border sneezing attack, later half-heartedly nicely meant embracing attempts of a witch
So the witch from the old Russian fairy tales. The bottle (-coat) is already a beautiful eye-catcher, in the bathroom unquestionably an eye-catcher.

In the beginning it whips you through the nostrils. Lots of pepper, even more cloves make you ponder whether you have just accidentally sneezed into the spice cabinet. Nutmeg is still on top.

You have to wait a few (more) minutes until the witch calms down a bit. After all, (bitter)-orange works something against it, even a somewhat benevolently mild, almost soapy mid-pitch tone tries it with an at least half-hearted embrace.

Cinnamon and leather are also still used later and after about 20 min. the woman in the russian grove has gotten a little bit into her and won't become a host, who can be recommended by AirBnB because of his warmth, but who at least won't let you die of boredom like on one of these I-stand-some-times-as-every-3-hours-otherwise-in-the-buffet-snake-at-cruise ships.

"Baba Yaga" and I will certainly not become friends, the fragrance is too special for me, too carnation/pepper-heavy, but charisma and individuality, that's what he has, you have to let him have that.
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Shaking

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Shaking
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Paint the church of Avignon, leave it in the village!
First of all many thanks to Scentence who sent me a small sample of this fragrance!

First way:
I don't want to step on anyone's tie and find it really nice what associations a fragrance can evoke in some people.

With me this is not quite the case, or actually even contrary.
Although I can understand,but only after I've read the recessions,why the scent is perceived that way.
That's why the headline is deliberately chosen like this.

I smell first and foremost cloves, nutmeg, pepper (yes it may even be pink pepper) and wood.
(More about the wood later)

The fragrance goes directly into the solid when sprayed on for the first time and starts with a very distinctive pungency (clove and pepper), which is however soon weakened by a discreetly sweet note (might it be the orange?).
Anyone who has ever spiked oranges with carnations for Christmas will be able to imagine what I mean. Although the orange here is not dripping with juice, but rather somewhat dried out and wrinkled ☺

In the course of time, the nutmeg quickly joins in, underlining the bitter-sweet scent.

The clou, in my opinion, is the cade wood (juniper wood), which is used by many of this herbaceous, earthy "I am in a Provencal forest" to heat up head cinema.
(of course underpinned by the strong, tart notes of the spices)

But with forest, moss, mushrooms, witch women etc. this has nothing to do with it...for my part I see there rather a dry, sandy and barren heath landscape, with maybe a few scattered trees and the dry wind, with the sun above me, drives the smells of the plants into my nose...if I really concentrate on the scent.

For me this is rather a dry, slightly oriental scent (at least very southern scent), which in my eyes, has nothing to do with a forest gnome and moist mossy, deep forest.

The scent is by no means bad, but certainly not a mystical, dark secret that some want to see in it.

But maybe this is also the strength of "Baba Yaga" or of fragrances in general
You can kidnap anyone in a small, new world.

Durability and sillage are safely in the midfield.
The flacon design is beyond all doubt, but as described above, it does not correspond with the fragrance experience !
in any way

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