Aurum d'Angkhor Sultan Pasha Attars 2014
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terrific！
The original text is written by Chinese people and published on domestic platforms in China. The following is the English version of the translator：
It feels like a rare privilege to have acquired this fragrance, given its significant price point and formidable scarcity.
Overall, Aurum d'Angkhor presents itself as grand, intricate, opulent, and possessed of an ineffably exquisite textural aura. Personally, I prefer its development on the blotters. The opening's honeyed, tart-sweet rose shares a kinship with Juriah from the same line (likely a shared base accord). Yet, this rich yet remarkably vibrant character is undeniably appealing and wears its complexity effortlessly.
From the heart notes, the fragrance unfurls dramatically: Saffron and Oud rise to prominence. They evoke an image for me: long-fingered hands, sun-bronzed skin adorned with Southeast Asian talismans, distinct knuckles visible, reaching from behind to cradle a central, fiercely crimson, exotic rose. An intoxicating, otherworldly aroma blooms, assailing the senses and striking a profound, almost mystical chord within. Coral and turquoise set in gold jingle softly, creating an infectious rhythm. This masterfully demonstrates perfume's unique magic: evoking synesthesia in its most abstract and elusive form. It naturally prompts our imagination to weave a wondrous experience engaging smell, sight, and sound. Furthermore, I believe this exemplifies how truly great fragrances possess inherent artistic merit and a vibrant life force.
The drydown might not be its most universally appealing phase, but it is arguably its most uniquely fascinating. The warmth of jasmine, sandalwood, and beeswax coexists with a wild, smoky, dry tobacco. Intriguingly, I also perceive a deep, caramel-like richness – not sweet, but profoundly resinous. While its source eludes me, it elicits the involuntary thought: "Quality ingredients truly work wonders." That said, I must acknowledge the potential influence of psychology; objectively, the price is substantial, and few wish to feel their significant investment was misplaced.
Beyond the main structure, there are captivating nuances. Firstly, its dazzling, baroque, and fantastical character isn't solely due to the prominent notes mentioned. Rather, it's the dense, complex bouquet of florals weaving throughout the entire composition that provides the crucial, defining flourish. My nose struggles to dissect it, and the note pyramid confirms an almost dizzying array – a true immersion into the stunning aesthetics of maximalism, delivering the profound impact that is the absolute antithesis of minimalism.
Secondly, a purely personal and peculiar perception: In the late mid to base notes, my nose interprets an illusion reminiscent of 'steamed rice' – soft, comforting, slightly milky. Scouring online communities revealed no others sharing this specific impression. I suspect this delightful quirk arises from the interplay of the white florals, sandalwood, and beeswax. Alas, my knowledge has limits; if any fellow enthusiasts have insights, I'd be most grateful.
Finally, regarding skin vs. blotter: The blotter wins for me. My preference leans towards lighter expressions. On skin, the oud and tobacco dominate, projecting a more assertive, unrestrained aura. On paper, the floral and honeyed facets shine brighter, resulting in a more graceful, radiant opulence.
In summation, this is an exceptional composition. For those with the means looking to explore the world of Attars, this stands as an undeniable, essential experience.
Skin chemistry is unique to each individual; the above reflects solely my personal journey with this scent.
It feels like a rare privilege to have acquired this fragrance, given its significant price point and formidable scarcity.
Overall, Aurum d'Angkhor presents itself as grand, intricate, opulent, and possessed of an ineffably exquisite textural aura. Personally, I prefer its development on the blotters. The opening's honeyed, tart-sweet rose shares a kinship with Juriah from the same line (likely a shared base accord). Yet, this rich yet remarkably vibrant character is undeniably appealing and wears its complexity effortlessly.
From the heart notes, the fragrance unfurls dramatically: Saffron and Oud rise to prominence. They evoke an image for me: long-fingered hands, sun-bronzed skin adorned with Southeast Asian talismans, distinct knuckles visible, reaching from behind to cradle a central, fiercely crimson, exotic rose. An intoxicating, otherworldly aroma blooms, assailing the senses and striking a profound, almost mystical chord within. Coral and turquoise set in gold jingle softly, creating an infectious rhythm. This masterfully demonstrates perfume's unique magic: evoking synesthesia in its most abstract and elusive form. It naturally prompts our imagination to weave a wondrous experience engaging smell, sight, and sound. Furthermore, I believe this exemplifies how truly great fragrances possess inherent artistic merit and a vibrant life force.
The drydown might not be its most universally appealing phase, but it is arguably its most uniquely fascinating. The warmth of jasmine, sandalwood, and beeswax coexists with a wild, smoky, dry tobacco. Intriguingly, I also perceive a deep, caramel-like richness – not sweet, but profoundly resinous. While its source eludes me, it elicits the involuntary thought: "Quality ingredients truly work wonders." That said, I must acknowledge the potential influence of psychology; objectively, the price is substantial, and few wish to feel their significant investment was misplaced.
Beyond the main structure, there are captivating nuances. Firstly, its dazzling, baroque, and fantastical character isn't solely due to the prominent notes mentioned. Rather, it's the dense, complex bouquet of florals weaving throughout the entire composition that provides the crucial, defining flourish. My nose struggles to dissect it, and the note pyramid confirms an almost dizzying array – a true immersion into the stunning aesthetics of maximalism, delivering the profound impact that is the absolute antithesis of minimalism.
Secondly, a purely personal and peculiar perception: In the late mid to base notes, my nose interprets an illusion reminiscent of 'steamed rice' – soft, comforting, slightly milky. Scouring online communities revealed no others sharing this specific impression. I suspect this delightful quirk arises from the interplay of the white florals, sandalwood, and beeswax. Alas, my knowledge has limits; if any fellow enthusiasts have insights, I'd be most grateful.
Finally, regarding skin vs. blotter: The blotter wins for me. My preference leans towards lighter expressions. On skin, the oud and tobacco dominate, projecting a more assertive, unrestrained aura. On paper, the floral and honeyed facets shine brighter, resulting in a more graceful, radiant opulence.
In summation, this is an exceptional composition. For those with the means looking to explore the world of Attars, this stands as an undeniable, essential experience.
Skin chemistry is unique to each individual; the above reflects solely my personal journey with this scent.