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Here I have to do it with a gently soft nose flatterer.
For a long time it was on my wish list, for a long time the ordered filling was untouched in my box after the first test.
In the meantime I got "Bois d'Argent" under my nose and now, since I felt like Bois Intense again, I realize that these two scents are really very close to each other.

The fragrance starts sweetly deep with a somewhat overpowering vanilla note, which is accompanied by stinging alcohol at first the door crashing in.
Direct inhalation of the first sprayer is therefore not recommended!
The alcohol evaporates quickly and leaves soft, cuddly vanilla behind.
Quite soon something sour and spicy comes on, which adds slightly scratchy, but quite interesting green nuances to the somewhat one-dimensional top note.
From this point on, the fragrance reveals its true complexity and shows once again how successful the price-performance ratio of this brand is.
For me it is above all the Myhrre, which forms a team here with the vanilla, in order to dampen the emerging powderiness of the rather quiet iris and to pull a spicy-sweet thread through the fragrance picture
I clearly perceive juniper in the heart, although not the sour fruitiness of the berries but rather the aromatic-warm juice of the needles.
Now the longed-for wood is added, presumably enhanced by the warm glowing amber, and the scent can no longer be distinguished from Bois d'Argent.
But it is precisely this one that captivates us with something that cannot be taken away from him: the strangely fascinating radiance of his Sillage. Sometimes he's there, sometimes somewhere else, you can't really get a hold of him. It's like a scented dance.
At Intense this phenomenon turns out to be less fascinating, straighter, simpler.
And a certain golden glow, which fascinates me so much about the Dior, is missing here too.

Apart from these subtleties, Bois Intense is a worthy counterpart.
Even if I would have found the name Bois Vanilla more fitting, because the dominance of the same is unfortunately not to be denied to the scent.
I love the scent of vanilla and here, as already mentioned, it is very skilfully implemented, spicy and powdery, and not intrusive or too sweet
If you don't like vanilla, you probably won't enjoy it here.

The shelf life is quite good on me at cooler temperatures with about 8 h, and the Sillage is steady and even, even if I can't judge it well myself, and my "It all smells the same anyway" husband is not a good reference.

A wonderful soft winter scent for a great price, which smells much better than you might think.

Rarely have I been so disappointed by a fragrance, which in this case is probably only to blame for the high expectations.

I had been looking forward to a herb-edged basket full of fresh, juicy citrus fruits in the resinous glow of a coastal sunset...
At least on a gentle hint of what here, judging by the comments, some seem to perceive in this scent.

What struck me after the first sprayer, however, was a tangy, artificially sweet lemon aroma thunderstorm, through whose cloud walls a few small mandarins glanced shyly, only to hide again quickly, so as not to be overrun by the sugared grapefruit, which is now thundering its way.

Unfortunately the scent on my skin hardly changes anymore and the only thing that distinguishes it from my glass cleaner is that it doesn't emit a slightly ambergrisent basic tone from time to time and costs a fraction.

I don't understand why this fragrance doesn't appeal to me at all. Meanwhile I have become very fond of spices and I also like the smell of citrus fruits.
Only it stings and bites in perfumes always terribly and shows itself to me often sterile and synthetically flat.
I had hoped to find something authentic here, but instead I was shocked to find parallels to "Green Tea intense".

It seems to me as if an attempt had been made here to combine a flat citrus cologne with noble resin and adult vetiver to forcibly transform it into an expensive summer suit scent, which definitely went wrong for my nose.
These "fruits" feel much better in the cheap fumble.
But for the majority of commentators it is probably a coherent concept.

Well, my search goes on.

The DNA of the Wood fragrances has already appealed to me in my teenage years, but somehow it never came to a purchase, since I knew at that time only the men's version.

Now I found it here in the database again, remembered me and put everything I could find directly on my watchlist.
Shortly thereafter a specimen came into the house, She Wood- Golden Light Wood was the one who brought me here now.
The scent is great, only I was missing something.
I thought I could find this something in the Crystal Creek variant and was not disappointed!

First of all I cannot deny that it is also the wonderful name that made me blindly put this fragrance on my wish list: Crystal Creek Wood. How dreamy, promising and exciting this sounds.
Another factor is the bottle. Already cute, this tiny wooden plate on such a puristic square (30ml variant).
Coherent, for me for once not too expensive and cool.

Now for the fragrance:
He starts with me freshly-aquatic, but also immediately profoundly floral. The known DNA is to be extracted immediately.
In addition to this jasmine dominated floweriness with the watery clean freshness, something soft, probably vanilla and amber comes out of the base after about 10 minutes, for which I am very grateful, because tangy corners often spoil such fragrances for me. I don't like being bitten, and this scent doesn't do that either.
It's a good move to put subtle warm notes in an aquatic and give it depth.

Now it's like a soft woody-floral sun cream, but far away from the one-dimensional cream scents you can rub on your skin like this.
And still it stays fresh and a little jasmine.
The top note runs through the entire fragrance, which makes it less versatile but all the more harmonious

Durability and Sillage are sufficient for my purposes, I do not like to fog around, neither myself, nor my environment and about 6h are also sufficient for me

But I don't have to think about a Crystal Creek. Also not to a forest.
Rather to a flower meadow, over which perhaps a small brook runs or a fountain in a mad park in the summer, which some cedars and oaks line.

Conclusion: great summer to spring freshness, without biting effervescence with soft flowers and soft, tart woods, which I will gladly and often be able to wear!

First of all: our meeting was by no means like a picture book.
I had bought this small inconspicuous green something in an exchange, quasi as an accessory, if you will.
With spicy-woody power hum as preference, it does not correspond by any means to my booty scheme.

Having this in mind, I sprayed the poor guy in the bathroom without any need and untested, which unfortunately still had a rather unpleasant smell after a small accident of my four-legged friend.

So he now clearly and freshly covered the pungent smell of my hygiene-cleaner, mixed playfully with the scent molecules of my dog's leftovers that remained in the air and... What shall I say... I didn't have dinner that day anymore.

Unjustly disfigured by such an abuse and completely misappropriated and punished with disregard, he now elapsed his existence in my closet.
Traumatized, I put him in the barter game, nobody wanted him. I wasn't surprised.

But what to do with an unloved scent that no one wants? Throw it away? Otherwise you have to force me first...Room scenting?
Never again!
When he now a few days later smiled at me innocently, sadly asking for a second, real chance, I put him on with the courage to die.
And what happened then uprooted me for a short moment.
A wonderfully fresh, delicate unsweet fragrance experience, peppered with cleanliness and spring.
No gag reflex, no dark memories, no cleaner, spring!
Synthetic, yes, clean, yes, interesting? No. Pleasant? Yes!
I want to take a bath in this. If I don't like my warm-hearted, spicy-soft cuddly scents, then he does.
Perfect for a day at the lake, if you don't know how to help yourself otherwise or if you prefer discreet freshness to interesting works of art, which you usually like to do that way.

I'm afraid I don't recognize a single note. This may be due to our unfortunate start or my banausen nose, but all in all freshness, lightness and edgeless pleasure is the theme here.

An evergreen for the sunnier days and I wouldn't recommend anyone to misuse him. ;)

It doesn't often happen to me that a perfume goes on my wish list within the first few minutes after application, and is also not drained again over the entire course of wearing it.
This is where it happened.

For me Ambre Sultan is just harmonious from the first moment on, wonderfully pleasant and simply fitting.
He actually starts out the way he's supposed to stay... sort of straight to the drydown. Nothing that has to sort itself out, no disharmonies, bursting peaks, fluctuations or tarnishing, and all this without being boring.

The scent comes to the skin and is there, in a balanced perfection for me.
Warm-spicy-soft.
Like many spice orientals of this hit (I think of "Taklamakan" or "Larmes du Desert") he uses a spiciness that inevitably makes you think of warm, golden sand, but doesn't look dry or dusty, but rather tries to reflect a kind of noble fertility.
Fully aromatic, without being overloaded or difficult to work with.
The resins (Benzoe and Labdanum belong to my favorites meanwhile) provide the slightly sweetish depth and spices (Here Koreander and Oregano, which clearly perceptibly weave through the course) lift it up again and make sure that the scent does not sink one-dimensionally hard, as it is unfortunately often the case with many less thoughtfully composed Orientals.

A complex composition that doesn't need to hide. I think vanilla at the base is a good choice. I don't take it as such, but the fragrance remains pleasantly soft despite the spice and resin charge and almost a little creamy towards the end.

I must say, he did not take my breath away, as Bois D´ascèse did before him, for example, but he overwhelmed me in his gentleness and coherence in a different way.
He shows himself to me as a reliable companion, on whom I can count, of whom I know who he is.
No hidden facets, massive surprises or secret changeability.
It fascinates me by an all-embracing rounded smell picture and no single corner, edge or note disturbs me also only a short moment long.
No fragrance has created that before him.

The durability is a dream for me. It doesn't stick to me for ages, like other fragrances do to me, which often gets on my nerves, but it doesn't blow away after a few hours to a light breeze.
I'd estimate it at 8-9 hours.

Many thanks to Hildchen for the completely unexpected Pröbchen, which will become a bottle at the next opportunity.