Naram's Elixir The Dua Brand 2021

Mysterious, animalistic, spicy. This is how Batman might smell as he wanders through the rainy streets of Gotham. Something dark accompanies this fragrance. I can imagine that Narams Elixir is a head-turner for many women, yet it’s not entirely my scent. This blend of gourmand and damp musk smells, at times, exquisitely lovable, and at other moments, slightly musty. In the first few seconds after spraying, I would even say that the scent is downright repulsive, yet something magical develops over the entire duration. Close to Dua on Lafayette Street, which paints the picture of a suited urbanite who stands out distinctly from the crowd in the bustling throng. Commercial and with a leather bag, the fragrance radiates sophistication, and the longevity is, once again, typical of Dua.
Many will be captivated, I like it, and yet somehow I also don't.

2001 was the year. We wore "Musc Ravageur" with full enthusiasm, feeling whole, invincible, walking like "the hype" itself with big, fluffy, pounding steps. Like the Marshmallow Man: What could stop us? The world was beautiful. We were heroes. And young.

Then came 09/11. Planes, piloted by shrill madness, crashed into buildings we loved, smoke, screams, we looked at each other mournfully and knew: War. An era ends.
And yes, nothing was the same anymore. I felt different, emptier.

Did I also smell differently? Did I no longer perceive scents so fully?
Or had the formulation of that fragrance fallen victim to the constraints of frugality?
I assumed back then that I was empty, defective, and had aged abruptly.

Then today:
Sounds from afar... Wagner, yes... "Tristan and Isolde"... Oh sweet consuming melody, tormenting love pain... "Tristan, the hero, with victorious poweerrrr... has risen from death..."
Oh sweet torment, but behold: Naram, the hero has, yes... he has resurrected you, hero of my youth. Dead, yes dead you seemed and faded away. But rise again, yes rise again you shall:
And risen you ARE now! Victorious. All-encompassing. Not using dull-vanilla ubiquitousness as your tool, but deep, precious, amber-like swirling through all resins, through all spices and woods. A love intoxication, built on the death of musk, dedicated to life. How do I feel? Stop!-

Yes, it is a delightfully gruesome experience, a feast for the nose, never fading, leading you home,
a ruckus, a revelry, a nameless devastating feast in the musk nest, in the love celebration,
I do not name it and do not know it...

Assez! - Enough.- We do not want to get lost. But it remains, it holds, it towers and caresses.

Not for many, not for everyone, but for the few.
I feel transported back yet hurled forward.
The boy from back then, who listened entranced to those sounds on a hard uncomfortable bench, he has matured, aged, but: The enchanting sound of the lonely shawm in the distance... there he is again!-

Irish maid...!

Super, this thing!!! Spray it on & feel good. Exactly what you need in these icy temperatures right now!!
The spicy top note smoothly transitions into a wonderfully soft musk scent and accompanies the wearer for hoooours!!! Simply great!!
I think: nothing disturbs...everything is very harmonious & definitely wearable by both men and women!
It's worth mentioning that the longevity is once again enormous....DUA indeed.....and highly recommended to anyone who loves musk-heavy smooth scents!