Indisch Leder WienerBlut 2012

I've tried a few woody and leathery perfumes in the past, but I spent most of my perfumed life in exclusively flowery-chypre situations. But I always wondered if there might have been more to my tendency to experiment with spicy, leathery scents than pure curiosity, which was why I was excited when I was introduced to "Indisch Leder" at a friend's boudoir. I knew "Indisch Leder" was a saffron-sandalwood-leather affair and I spent the afternoon at my friend's place actively flirting with "Indisch Leder". I was very pleased when "IL" and I exchanged telephone numbers at the end of the afternoon. We began texting and I decided to invite "IL" over to my boudoir on a Saturday night. Well, I was surprised at how much my heart was beating when I opened the door to let "IL" in. With "IL", I did not know where I was and who was in charge. I was relieved when "Il" said "You seem confused". "I haven't done this very often", I mumbled. "I can tell", "IL" said. Then I analysed every sniff I took, I was enjoying it, but it was also weird at times. "You think too hard", I was told by "IL". Yes, I found myself obsessively trying to take apart the different notes. But I didn't succeed. "IL" was good. It was fun. But I felt on the same level as the time I had spent trying to learn how to dance tango. I really wanted this to be "my thing", but at the end I could tell that it wasn't.