Doramaar

Pay attention to this perfume...I have smelled many perfumes over the years and I can say that this is one of the most animalic I have smelled. At first it is animalistic to the limit, farm type animalistic, it brings back memories of my childhood in my mother's cattle town and a beautiful pachouli. Then it becomes more amber, like the earth of this town warmed by the first rays of sun and a cup of coffee. An extraordinary rarity

I don't understand the low score for this composition, "originality" should also be scored and in this sense it would be a 10, a perfume that brings something new to the current boring olfactory panorama. Sweaty lipstick, incipient cumin and bitter and dry cigar tobacco, delicious and strange, smelling like a spectacle.

a minty, fresh beginning and a little sweet, almost camphorous. All this backed by a sweaty load, but not at all noisy. Mixture of spices, it is the sweaty skin of a spice seller who has traveled in time and finds himself decontextualized in a vegetal environment, of low wild herbs, increasingly earthier, the sweet amber background persists. Attention is strange, interesting but strange, it is very conceptual, human and vegetal at the same time

It is like cement, it has something immovable, like a very heavy piece of furniture made of oud and leather that you would like to move to the other side of the room but it is impossible. And although the feeling of being very full inside, something is still missing... It can be a pleasant perfume in the cold when you want to feel grounded, but be careful, you have to be able to carry it on your back by dead weight

A strong, nocturnal, cat-like perfume...be careful if it gets on your fingers because it will remain impregnated for a long time. Exit of drunken fruits, Pachouli not at all chocolatey, with dense roses, with cracked oud that crackles when you walk on it, deep in its first youth, more velvety in the dry down. The most dignified cheap perfume I have smelled in a long time, head held high.