Sloth Zoologist 2020

Back in the day, there weren't weird shows like Jungle Camp. The jungle was populated by real monsters instead of C-list celebrities like Dolly Buster who were filmed eating worms. Back in the day, they only let the really cool people, like Tarzan or Mowgli into the Jungle.

In the old days, everything was better and in the old days, the scents of Zoologist were still real elemental forces. The old, wild Dodo or the Bat from 2015...all still real monsters and no comparison to the new versions, which have degenerated into harmless little fruits.... but STOP!
Here comes the sloth! And this is an absolute primal force, or rather a primal roller, because it flattens everything. The notes are extremely raw, unadulterated and brute banged around your ears. A violent chamomile, a bestial acai fruit, bedded on a pitfall, filled with the viscous honey of green death, which swallows you like quicksand.
Okay okay....that might sound a bit brutal, because the notes are actually friendly in nature at their core, but in "Sloth" they come across as so real, so authentic, and yet also overripe, compost-like, that it really has nothing to do with the idea of perfume in the true sense anymore. In the process, any pandering is cleverly bypassed in favor of authenticity.

Now I have to get a little more structured and factual. The top note starts with harsh chamomile and indefinable fruit. Slowly, the chamomile joins the un-sweet honey notes of the heart note and is primed by a hay note. In those moments, it's reminiscent of "The Smell of Weather Turning" by Lush. If there weren't those fermented fruits resonating along the way, perhaps most reminiscent of the fruit from Byredo's "Pulp" but not playing too much of a role.

In any case, what I find really cool is a note that I can't place at all. It is very present in the head and heart and smells to my sensation, like pumpernickel bread. (Maybe someone here knows what that could be?)

As it progresses, it takes on a basic vibe reminiscent of BAT (2015) from the same house. Just a general, dense jungle feeling, which could not be nailed down on the basis of individual fragrance components.

This all lasts a really long time (10 hours+), has decent sillage and is wearable at any time of year and on any occasion, since people, if then, always think it sucks anyway, whether at a summer wedding or in the winter at the office work.

Okay seriously, it's a fragrance for yourself to enjoy alone at home in front of the TV while watching Costa Cordalis in Jungle Camp, who has to bathe in snails to supplement his C-list celebrity pension a little bit, so maybe he can afford an exquisite 160 euro fragrance like this one someday. How twisted life can be sometimes...

But well, the only drawback is (besides the price) that I find the fragrance, for the rather quiet mentality of a sloth as too wild. However, I must admit that I spontaneously also no more suitable animal comes to mind, except just an imaginary jungle monster, such as Dolly Buster, when she has to swim through a swamp with leeches and eat rotten mangoes. So in the distant future, when the reformulation is renamed "Dolly" and there's a disturbing drawing on the vial, you know Victor Wong has been on the phone with me too many times.