#005 Mechanic Hunq 2021

Who among us doesn't know it: You discover a fragrance on Parfumo, read the description and fragrance pyramid, and the reviews, and then you have a picture in your head of what to expect.
That's how it was for me with this... um... let's say unusual fragrance from the house of Hunq. I read about it, found it intriguing, and ordered a sample.

To better understand my review, I need to mention the following: I like the smell that prevails in subway stations near the tracks. You come down the (escalator) stairs, and you smell this mix of heavy oil, rubber abrasion, metal, electricity, etc.
Every person I tell this to just shakes their head. I can understand that. It's also a very specific "preference".

So that was the expectation. And what did I get? Well, not much platform, but a lot of train station restroom. The bigger the station, the more infernal the stench. And that's exactly what I smelled here after spraying. Yes, also a bit of burnt rubber, maybe a bit of metal abrasion, but mainly urine. A hopelessly overwhelmed cleaning staff tried to minimize the cloud of pee with a cleaning product that had a violet scent. Unfortunately, it was unsuccessful.
Upon reaching the heart note, it got even worse. The gentlemen of creation will know them, these green-blue toilet stones that lie in the urinal and are supposed to improve the smell in the stall. Spoiler: they don't.
In any case, while smelling, I had the association of old toilet stone and violet. And pee. So far from what I had imagined "Mechanic" to be.
At least the base showed some mercy on me. Finally, the urine smell disappeared, and a resinous-spicy mix emerged, likely due to styrax and patchouli. Although still far from the name, at least it was pleasant to smell.

But that doesn't save the fragrance in my eyes anymore. Let's be serious: Even if it is meant to be a conceptual fragrance, who wants to smell like a toilet duck? Maybe as an anti-fragrance to shock as many people as possible. That certainly works well in the first two hours. Otherwise, it's unbearable.

With that, my "outing" to strange subway smells comes to an end, and I’m clocking out. Cheers!