MRoth

Take Lira, make it a tenth of the price and rob it of all its rich plushness. A dupe? Debatable, but at least an affordable placeholder.

Office-friendly sandalwood. A little bit spicy, little bit powdery, a twist of bergamot keeps it fresh. Lacks emotion; an olfactory shrug.

Delicious accords stapled together artlessly. Radcliff needs some finishing school before he can sit with the likes of TV and Tabac Rouge.

An airy jasmine and osmanthus tea weighed down by sweet musk. Veers towards fruity big white florals, then back again. End result is a mess.

One spray and I'm transported to a bustling Indian spice market, wearing in a new leather jacket, nagarmotha attar dabbed on pulse points.