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A classic Fougère, no doubt.

Everything has been said about Houbigant, a traditional house that doesn't have to prove itself - the range of some beautiful fragrances is too wide, Paul Parquet wasn't the first perfumer to create a Fougère fragrance.
But even if he was the creators of Fougères, and so was the House of Houbigant - so to speak the pioneers, this one is not mine

Coumarin is now most present or better said the scaffold in Fougère fragrances.

How about this candidate here?

To be honest, it makes me a little desperate, not quite desperate, but we're not talking about a rating in the upper range here either, but rather the question of whether it moves in the midfield or rather under it.

From Fougèredüften this one is really not my first choice here.
Quite nice, quite ok, and if there was a sample lying around, I'd use that sample before I didn't wear anything.

But it's not a scent I'd buy. It's not bad, but it doesn't suit my taste.

Fragrance:
The fragrance starts clearly with lemon and bergamot. These two substances can always be smelled throughout the entire process, as bergamot is also one of Fougères' constituents. The bergamot seems slightly oily to me, almost beautifully vinegary, which gives the whole to me exactly what does not make it a great fragrance for me - well noticed, for me.
In addition to the coumarin or maybe it's what I don't like-what this light hay note gives is also not mine in the connection to all the other fabrics.

Cumin underlines the whole thing with oak moss.
Only most Fougères smell like classic aftershave, which leads to the clearly masculine tendency/ astringency.
Aftershave for those who can't really imagine what Fougères is like.

After 8 hours the fragrance still has a nice drydown.

That's why it gets a reasonable score for sillage and durability.

Often a comparison to Drakkar Noir is drawn... hm... I don't think so because I don't have Drakkar Noir in my nose anymore.

It's a solid fragrance that you CAN wear but don't have to wear.
Here there are often only two camps, those who love him and those who hate him.
I'm so in the middle.
Shelf life:
In fact, on my skin more than 10 hrs.
Sillage: quiet but perceptible.
Flacon:
Unfortunately not my thing at all.

More Fougères follow

It's really difficult. Do you need both? Is the first one enough? Did it help that you dared to do something so great about 1934?
Everyone needs to know that for themselves.
If I were to describe it with just one sentence:
If you compare Caron with Caron l impact, you look at your old brother through a milky glass, whereas l impact sits behind a crystal-clear, cleaned pane.

But here's a little more detail.

I find the old man softer, more buff, cloudy and vanilla. It nestles better to my skin, or fits better.
L impact is crystal clear, more herbaceous, sharper, more direct, less vanilla, more lavender. The latter almost causes something absinthe-like which for me in the first minutes even goes in a slightly cool-minute direction. In the process it is even for a short time very lightly earthy even a bit hayy.
Very nice, actually. Qualitatively, of course, l impact is far ahead.
DENNOCH.
I don't need either of them, and even the fact that the scaffolding was already in place and the PARFUMEUR didn't create anything new here, I remain faithful to the old, the unique, the 1934, the warming brother:-).

I want to be mean to you and use the word Flanker:-), but yes he is just a little bit. Sometimes a Flanker can be the better one BUT the first idea doesn't come from the Flanker and I like the monogamy.:-).

Fragrance goes to Caron from 1934, durability, sillage and bottle to the new ones.

1:3 the final result. But this is the only match in the world where the one with the small number wins:-).

Founded in 1976 in France and not at all a mainstream label - on the contrary, always good for a bold surprise, it's an unconventional label that you like or don't like, similar to Jo Malone.

But just by the quantitative selection everyone could find sooner or later at least one fragrance from this house to like.

Mure et Musc is unmistakably a unisex scent whose DNA reminds me a bit of Jo Malone.
Here I can speak only for this one, since I do not know any more of L Artisan yet.
However, this supports the fact that not even the most famous perfumers often propose unusual combinations of this niche house in order to create something new together, where one would say at the beginning: That doesn't fit. Here the house seems to be open and at least every now and then some suggestions can be presented.

Mure ET Musc is designed for spring and early summer, as it starts clearly with citric notes, with the lemon clearly at the front. After some time there is a whole pallet of dark berries at the start, where other berries could also be involved, such as cranberries or something lighter, the gooseberry.
Not sniffable at all, so for me lavender is, yet it is performed in the pyramid.

Associations with a wild berry jam jar with a citric note, almost pungent, tingling like sherbet powder:-).

A peppy, lively station wagon, which is headstrong, but makes you want more.

Now and then ready to wear it.

I wouldn't buy this experiment, I could smell it too quickly and get sick of it.

But for a warm summer evening in an "open-air bar" quite feasible. The question about the: "What is it?" is pre-programmed:-)

Too hard, too crass, too bombastic. A little of everything about it.
The citric prelude paired with jasmine passes me completely.
After a short almond it goes in the turbo to the sugared vanilla, which then becomes even more vanilla to land in the vanilla vanilla end, which is a little, a little bit, a blow of the sandalwood is caught.
To heavy for me.
For younger women possibly
This is where I left off.
It's just too sweet for me to say
I find the bottle with the piercing yellow, on the other hand, very beautiful.
The glass is of good value.

It will be a short comment.
It's really hard for me to write something here because it's so different from what you know.
The adjectives would probably be: dusty, dry, woody.
Imagine a carpenter's workshop, where there was no work for a long time.
Somewhere in the corner lying, why always a few sage leaves rum.
Hard to recognize even from dustiness.
But did I rate him badly??
No!
Because there's something... the trio of adjectives makes him straight through the slight attack of sage
too horny.
Somehow the whole thing has something of molecular juices for me, too. It reminds me a bit of ISO E Super.
I really have to find the musk in the big carpentry shop. Maybe behind some hidden beams:-).

Bottle simply super.