12/13/2024
TheBark
17 Reviews
TheBark
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T08 - Theyab - from trepidation to delight
I purchased the original T08 two years ago and have enjoyed it. It's an oud/rose fragrance that, though well done, doesn't necessarily differentiate itself from the masses, though I do like the fruit-chouli aspect of it. It is very much along the lines of Armani Privé's Rose d'Arabie.
Recently, Taif al Emarat has been re-releasing some of their Taif "T" line with completely different notes. The new version of T06, Glory, is a winner, so I decided to see how the latest T08 "Theyab" would turn out. With top notes of bergamot, saffron, and apple; mid notes of roses, frankincense, nutmeg, suede, and cypriol; base notes of musk, amber, sandalwood, cedarwood, and Indian oud, I thought it might be along the lines of Frederic Malle's Promise. Nope.
Upon first spraying, I mumbled, "This smells familiar." It took a moment or two, the opening bright with bergamot, shifting to a warm apple, it dawned on me: Amouage Overture Woman. I quickly felt remorse, having realized the notes were very similar. I had purchased Overture Women from Harrod's when it was an exclusive, but something about it didn't work on my skin despite it being quite unisex. I promptly sold my bottle, but here I was, with a scent heading in the same direction.
Fortunately, it didn't. I don't know what didn't work with me with the Amouage, other than to say the booziness, apple, rose and leather mixture was a bit heady and opulent. Here, the apple has a similar warm feeling to it and is present through the wearing of the fragrance, but after a short while, it mixes with the rose quite nicely. It's airier and not oppressive in the least bit.
As the base notes bloom, the scent becomes a masterpiece. Where was this third act in Amouage's creation? The mixture of amber, woods, and Indian Oud gives the composition a bit of depth, with the apple and rose hovering above like a layer of fog while intermittently disappearing and reappearing. The leather is there, too, but it's just another dimension of warmth given to the lighter aspects of the top notes without ever becoming intrusive.
Rarely is the case where I go from apprehension to adoration in one wearing of a fragrance, but Taif Al Emerat pulled a little magic trick off here.
Recently, Taif al Emarat has been re-releasing some of their Taif "T" line with completely different notes. The new version of T06, Glory, is a winner, so I decided to see how the latest T08 "Theyab" would turn out. With top notes of bergamot, saffron, and apple; mid notes of roses, frankincense, nutmeg, suede, and cypriol; base notes of musk, amber, sandalwood, cedarwood, and Indian oud, I thought it might be along the lines of Frederic Malle's Promise. Nope.
Upon first spraying, I mumbled, "This smells familiar." It took a moment or two, the opening bright with bergamot, shifting to a warm apple, it dawned on me: Amouage Overture Woman. I quickly felt remorse, having realized the notes were very similar. I had purchased Overture Women from Harrod's when it was an exclusive, but something about it didn't work on my skin despite it being quite unisex. I promptly sold my bottle, but here I was, with a scent heading in the same direction.
Fortunately, it didn't. I don't know what didn't work with me with the Amouage, other than to say the booziness, apple, rose and leather mixture was a bit heady and opulent. Here, the apple has a similar warm feeling to it and is present through the wearing of the fragrance, but after a short while, it mixes with the rose quite nicely. It's airier and not oppressive in the least bit.
As the base notes bloom, the scent becomes a masterpiece. Where was this third act in Amouage's creation? The mixture of amber, woods, and Indian Oud gives the composition a bit of depth, with the apple and rose hovering above like a layer of fog while intermittently disappearing and reappearing. The leather is there, too, but it's just another dimension of warmth given to the lighter aspects of the top notes without ever becoming intrusive.
Rarely is the case where I go from apprehension to adoration in one wearing of a fragrance, but Taif Al Emerat pulled a little magic trick off here.