Tiger's Nest Memo Paris 2018

Background: Perfumos send me samples, I then test the perfumes sent without any knowledge and describe my response - that of an inexperienced dilettante.

Imagine you are surrounded by incense. You have no chance of escaping its animalistic claws and from now on it will always be with you. In front of you, behind you, next to you, wherever you run... It's already there, oozing out of every bottle and mercilessly misting around you as if it's trying to drive away the Incarnate One himself.
Ok, I'm exaggerating a little. But the incense present here really does twist my mind. Frankincense is not just frankincense, there are brands such as "Sauna", "Soldering Grease", "Eau de Pipi Miaou", "Gothic", "Yoga" and "Fruit". But the little fruit here really let the beast out in the opening. Fir balsam could still be in there. Fortunately, it later becomes milder and sweeter (honey or vanilla?) until, in the act of drying down, it becomes a spicy, pithy melange from the joyful, resinous jungle of Germania. Somehow I can hardly imagine it on a woman, unless she occasionally strangles unfriendly gentlemen with her braids, like the animalistic Princess Swawa of Denmark. But maybe I don't have enough imagination! And the opinion of the ducal expert (5)?
Thumbs down without a word! What a scathing verdict from the beetle-crunching blonde from the Saxon undergrowth for such a high-quality perfume. In my opinion, wrongly so, as it has a rustic, archaic charm.