AlexanderBe

If I had to describe what the perfume smells like, I would have two ideas to symbolize the smell.
No. 1: Either it smells really great after Christmas or a spice market.
No. 2: Or in other words: A herd of elephants is running for its life, raising huge clouds of dust in a very hot savannah.

No. 2 impressively describes its durability and silage. The scent is out of this world if the dosage is too high. I sprayed the scent 5 times (with a blocked nose - I didn't smell it ;D) just before Christmas in my naivety and am at work.
The first colleagues came, wondering where the scent came from. The room filled up and there was only one theme: "Who wears this perfume". Eventually I had to admit that I was the culprit.
Many people (we are a college of almost 25 people in this room) found the scent very dominant and spicy. Others asked when entering the room if anyone here sprayed Christmas scent spray and smelled it really great. One colleague commented: "Cardamom, cardamom - I have to sneeze".
So for better or worse I was the elephant that ran through the savannah and left a huge cloud of dust behind. Because even after I entered the room again after 2 hours, a colleague (who came shortly before) asked which perfume I was wearing, she was told that I was the wearer and that the scent could still be smelled in the rooms. So I additionally, like an elephant, smashed half of the porcelain shop and left my marks. Really every one of the 25 colleagues saw the elephant and commented on it.

Otherwise it is a wonderfully made scent, very spicy, very dry, minimal sweetness - strong Christmas market associations. On clothes it lasts and lasts - for days. But one has to admit in all fairness: Actually you don't wear the fragrance > the Jungle L'Elephant carries you and you really have to be in good mental and physical condition to spray it on.

With moderate dosage a great perfume for winter and autumn. Never in summer and never at work. Even though the elephant is pretty, it is also big, very space-consuming and leaves no air for others.
I can never imagine it as a signature fragrance, but also because of its price it belongs in the collection of a perfume lover. It's so unique that you would recognize it among a thousand scents.

Oh, and he's an absolute unisex perfume!

I guess it was the scent that catapulted my penchant for perfume to another level. And this of all places... Black Orchid? The Odeur, who divides the minds and provides both discomfort and well-being, is now my signature fragrance?

I can absolutely understand the separation into two camps. Much earlier than with scents, like Alien from Mugler (,which in contrast to the black orchid smells really pleasing and mass compatible). Denn also in the love between Black Orchid and me, some stones were put in the way - of all things from my own nose!
For the first time I smelled the fragrance after a very detailed consultation with Douglas, in which I was told that this fragrance is very heavy and absolutely popular with Arab women, who like to drag their fragrances behind them. Regardless of the ethnic categorization, the fragrance fell absolutely into my baggage scheme from its description alone - so I love oriental, heavy and deep black fragrances. Before I went relatively carelessly past the Tom Ford shelf and associated it (without ever having smelled a perfume of it) with grandma or old man
So before I knew it, the scent landed on my left wrist and was immediately reviewed: "It's popular? He smells funny." From today's point of view I would say that I simply didn't know or was used to certain scent chords or components. So if you can define yourself with this statement while reading it, you should give the scent even more chances. So am I!

On the same evening I smelled my wrist again and again and my opinion oscillated between: "Who wears something like this?" and "it's possible, but you probably don't spend money on it".
After that the fragrance was never really forgotten - but for God's sake not in a positive sense. Another time I use it on Rhodes in the Duty Free Shop - again: "Nope, somehow it's not".

But then the course of events began! I searched the internet for heavy scents and met 'Black Orchid' - "you already smelled him, but give him another chance - maybe something has changed". Trusted in my intuition, I stomped into the Douglas almost 2 years later and smelled it again. And lo and behold: "still funny, but somehow crazy such a fragrance". As already mentioned - he never left me alone.
Then I discovered the page éclat (oh God yes, I once ordered perfume twins - I wouldn't do that today) and bought the fragrance, which is supposed to resemble Black Orchid. I hardly received it - the big surprise and the related case in several stages: "Holy Bimbam, that smells exactly like the original" -> "Still doesn't like it - but send it back, I don't know" -> The last stage slowly but surely crept into my stomach area as I smelled the scent again and again. What I smiled at so tiredly when I read that some people get sick of certain scents suddenly applied to me. I suddenly felt sick and had to really suppress the thrill of vomiting. Then it was done - I gave him up!
One week after this event I entered the Harrods on a short trip to London. I was hardly in the entrance hall and heard a scent that I really liked and I knew immediately: "Ey, this is Black Orchid". Hardly through the second door in the hallway: the Tom Ford Counter. All right, all right!
When I was at home, I had to test if I still felt sick from the scent. And lo and behold, I was in shock, wore the scent and immediately bought the original. Since then I have been connected to this fragrance by a great love, which has expanded my horizon of fragrances by a lot. Suddenly I can have many perfumes that I found cruel some time ago. In this respect: "Thank you Mr. Ford for this expansion of my senses".

Now to the fragrance, whose description I will keep here relatively short, because the complexity behind the water to crumble, is incredibly difficult for me.
Black Orchid has a deep black soul when spraying on, which it does not lose in the entire course of the fragrance. It's literally a black, flowery, smoky wall to face.
I hardly notice any individual scent components in the perfume - it is a great blended scent that is a masterpiece as an overall composition. It definitely has something flowery, which may be due to ylang-ylang and the black orchid. The deeply dark brew, however, receives a sultry note that is unparalleled. For this the incense probably takes over the responsibility, which is all the time well perceptible and a friend of mine, when entering the room, let the comment escape: "Has someone turned on incense candles here?
Patchouli, as one finds it in the angel of Mugler, one searches in vain here. But he will add the rest to this dirty, earthy and slightly musty note. It smells aphrodisiac and literally envelops you in a tank, which, not least because of its balm, looks as if you are in a black mass and scream Hail Satan.

Surprisingly, I can concur with the comment of another Parfumo member: The scent (scent actually sounds too sweet: rather brewed) gives you protection when you need it, you feel even more self-confident with it than you already are and gives you a certain snootiness that many people probably hate about this scent. For he is very space-consuming and covers everything that gets in his way.

The Sillage and durability are not of this world. Even applied to the wrist, you can perceive the scent everywhere and don't have to press your nose against your wrist to smell anything. If you perfume yourself in a room, you can perceive the scent for minutes in the same room.
It is one of the few perfumes that I perceive very intensively in myself and that with its powerful and opulent power paves its way into my nose - whether you like it or not

To cut a long story short: I love you, you wonderful black orchid!