Italians in New York
"Oh, you bought the Tuscan Leather? But who wants to smell like an ashtray?" Well hell. This statement was reason enough for me to add my mustard (or my raspberry) to this already much commented fragrance.
Just write down what comes to mind. Impulsive and polarizing, yet with a certain, considered depth, just like Tuscan Leather.
Singing voice Udo Jürgens:
"I've never been to New York"
Actually not yet. But I'm not Italian, not like the ones in the vintage movies. In my opinion, that's how you can imagine the Tuscan Leather wearer. A Don Corleone in a gray pinstripe suit, camel hair coat, black leather gloves and hat. 1930s - Italians in New York. Or the "I'd like to do that" counterpart (me?).
What many people see here (scuffed leather jacket, cigarette smoker and the smell of stale ashtrays), I don't see. And not at all. As soon as you spray the fragrance on, a wonderful, authentic leather note is omnipresent. The pyramid lists both leather and black suede. Perhaps this explains the realness of the fragrance experience. For me, however, it doesn't smell like the new black leather interior of a car, but rather like high-quality, handmade leather goods. Classic, fine craftsmanship. Perfect because it is imperfect. Flawless because of small flaws.
Imagine said leather goods in Italy, lovingly crafted by an elderly saddler in the Sicilian sun, enveloped in the scents of the island. Loving authenticity. There is something slightly spicy and refined about this leather: Rosemary.
In fact, for me, the drummer of the top note, not as prominent as the guitarist (the highly praised raspberry), but just as important.
It is the subsequent transition to the heart note that makes the fragrance so incredibly beautiful. The interplay of fruity sweetness (raspberry + saffron) with dark leather and profound incense. This is how contrasts and class are united. Just like the Italian mafiosi in 1930s New York. Seduced by the sweet American Dream, admiring the Chrysler Building in the afternoon sun, past American individualism, into dark, wood-panelled bars in the evening, characterized by the blue, thick smoke of cigars and the scent of Manhattan cocktails.
The TL makes you feel the same way: striking, but not unnecessarily conspicuous. More like quiet luxury. At first glance expensive, at second glance very much so. Many people only smell leather the first time, but for me it's so much more. A piece of history? A key to the past? No, rather something beautifully contemporary in the style of the golden years of opulence.
I don't notice a monster H/S in my current version (2023 badge). Everything is very solid, but not above average. Perhaps a little steep for the price, but it fits in with the decadence associated with the name. For many, the TL is actually something for special moments and is therefore worn in the evening. It is also "The Godfather", the original when it comes to fruity leather. That's why it's my first choice in view of the countless stragglers. Since the TF hype has died down, it has become even more attractive to me again. It almost exudes a "vintage vibe", or fits into the aforementioned "old-money aesthetic" due to its elegance.
But let's be honest. I wear it because I like it. I always have. The TL replaced the Dior Homme Intense as my winter signature back in my graduation years. Simply because I wanted to. Because I wanted to make moments special for myself. Alá Italian lifestyle, the relaxed, elegant kind. And that's still the case - even though I now tend to wear it for special occasions ;)
Thanks for reading! Goodbye - Arrivederci!